The Unexpected Always Comes At

There Is A Technical, Literary Term For Those Who Mistake The Opinions And Beliefs Of Characters In A Novel For Those Of The Author. The Term Is 'idiot'.

Consider The True Picture. Think Of Myriads Of Tiny Bubbles, Very Sparsely Scattered, Rising Through A Vast Black Sea. We Rule Some Of The Bubbles. Of The Waters We Know Nothing.

The Gods Do Not Protect Fools. Fools Are Protected By More Capable Fools.

For Each Human Being There Is An Optimum Ratio Between Change And Stasis. Too Little Change, He Grows Bored. Too Little Stability, He Panics And Loses His Ability To Adapt. One Who Marries Six Times In Ten Years Won't Change Jobs. One Who Moves Often To Serve His Company Will Maintain A Stable Marriage. A Woman Chained To One Home And Family May Redecorate Frantically Or Take A Lover Or Go To Many Costume Parties.

As For Aids, It's A Plague. We Are Human, We Get Plagues. They Come Along Every So Often, Kill Off Two Thirds Of The Population; In The Next Generation It's A Quarter; After That It's A Childhood Disease.