The World Is A Penal

The Feeble Soul Merely Whines And Complains.

I Like Animals Because They Are Not Consciously Cruel And Don't Betray Each Other.

The Nature Of Human Beings Never Changes; It Is Immutable. The Present Generation Of Children And The Present Generation Of Young Adults From The Age Of Thirteen To Eighteen Is, Therefore, No Different From That Of Their Great-great-grandparents. Political Fads Come And Go; Theories Rise And Fall; The Scientific 'truth' Of Today Becomes The Discarded Error Of Tomorrow.

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

Women's Lib? I Couldn't Stand It.