I Love Him Who Maketh His Virtue

I Love Him Whose Soul Is So Overfull That He Forgetteth Himself, And All Things Are In Him: Thus All Things Become His Down-going.

There Is A Great Ladder Of Religious Cruelty, And, Of Its Many Rungs, Three Are The Most Important. People Used To Make Human Sacrifices To Their God, Perhaps Even Sacrificing Those They Loved The Best ... Then, During The Moral Epoch Of Humanity, People Sacrificed The Strongest Instincts They Had, Their 'nature,' To Their God... Finally: What Was Left To Be Sacrificed? ... Didn't People Have To Sacrifice God Himself And Worship Rocks, Stupidity, Gravity, Fate, Or Nothingness Out Of Sheer Cruelty To Themselves?

One Is Honest About Oneself Either With A Sense Of Shame Or With Vanity.

The Wittiest Authors Evoke A Barely Perceptible Smile.

The One Seeks A Midwife To Deliver His Thoughts, The Other, Someone To Assist: Thus A Good Conversation Comes Into Being.