The World Is Indeed Comic,

Ultimate Horror Often Paralyses Memory In A Merciful Way.

The Cat Is Cryptic, And Close To Strange Things Which Men Cannot See.

I Expect Nothing Of Man, And Disown The Race. The Only Folly Is Expecting What Is Never Attained; Man Is Most Contemptible When Compared With His Own Pretensions. It Is Better To Laugh At Man From Outside The Universe, Than To Weep For Him Within.

So Far As English Versification Is Concerned, Pope Was The World, And All The World Was Pope.

I Recognise A Distinction Between Dream Life And Real Life, Between Appearances And Actualities. I Confess To An Over-powering Desire To Know Whether I Am Asleep Or Awake--whether The Environment And Laws Which Affect Me Are External And Permanent, Or The Transitory Products Of My Own Brain.