They [the Pilgrims] Believed In

I'm A Poetry-skipper Myself. I Don't Like To Boast, But I Have Probably Skipped More Poetry Than Any Other Person Of My Age And Weight In This Country - Make It Any Other Two Persons. This Doesn't Mean That I Hate Poetry. I Don't Feel That Strongly About It. It Only Means That Those Who Wish To Communicate With Me By Means Of The Written Word Must Do So In Prose.

[footnote:] To Give The Beaver His Due, He Does Things Because He Has To Do Them, Not Because He Believes That Hard Work Per Se Will Somehow Make Him A Better Beaver -- The Beaver May Be Dumb, But He Is Not That Dumb! The Beaver Was Made To Gnaw, And Gnaw He Does. There You Have Him In A Nutshell.

Most People, It Seems, Think That Robinson Crusoe When He Landed On His Island Had Nothing To Keep Him From Starvation Or Anything Else. As A Matter Of Fact He Had Twelve Raft Loads Of Supplies That He Took Off The Wrecked Ship. He Had As Much Food And Furniture As If He Had Had A Delicatessen Store And Fifth Avenue Outside His Hut.

They [the Pilgrims] Believed In Freedom Of Thought For Themselves And For All Other People Who Believed Exactly As They Did.

Aristotle Taught That The Brain Exists Merely To Cool The Blood And Is Not Involved In The Process Of Thinking. This Is True Only Of Certain Persons.