Wherever He Goes, Whatever He

Come Now, Don't Make Such A Funeral Face. It Isn't Dying That's Sad; It's Living When You're Not Happy.

Why, Flowers Are Violent, Cruel, Terrible And Splendid... Like Love!

Children, By Nature, Are Keen, Passionate And Curious. What Was Referred To As Laziness Is Often Merely An Awakening Of Sensitivity, A Psychological Inability To Submit To Certain Absurd Duties, And A Natural Result Of The Distorted, Unbalanced Education Given To Them. This Laziness, Which Leads To An Insuperable Reluctance To Learn, Is, Contrary To Appearances, Sometimes Proof Of Intellectual Superiority And A Condemnation Of The Teacher.

Nature’s Constantly Screaming With All Its Shapes And Scents: Love Each Other! Love Each Other! Do As The Flowers. There’s Only Love.

Sheep Run To The Slaughterhouse, Silent And Hopeless, But At Least Sheep Never Vote For The Butcher Who Kills Them Or The People Who Devour Them. More Beastly Than Any Beast, More Sheepish Than Any Sheep, The Voter Names His Own Executioner And Chooses His Own Devourer, And For This Precious "right" A Revolution Was Fought.