Thinking Is Hard Work. One

Science Is The Only Truth And It Is The Great Lie. It Knows Nothing, And People Think It Knows Everything. It Is Misrepresented. People Think That Science Is Electricity, Automobilism, And Dirigible Balloons. It Is Something Very Different. It Is Life Devouring Itself. It Is The Sensibility Transformed Into Intelligence. It Is The Need To Know Stifling The Need To Live. It Is The Genius Of Knowledge Vivisecting The Vital Genius.

Life Is A Series Of Sensations Connected To Different States Of Consciousness

Autumn Is As Joyful And Sweet As An Untimely End.

If The Secret Of Being A Bore Is To Tell All, The Secret Of Pleasing Is To Say Just Enough To Be -not Understood, But Divined.

Intelligence, That Sublimation Of The Sensibility, That Organ Of The Need To Know, Is Sterilized Sensibility.