Narrow Souls I Cannot Abide; There's Almost

The Hour-hand Of Life.

I Fear Animals Regard Man As A Creature Of Their Own Kind Which Has In A Highly Dangerous Fashion Lost Its Healthy Animal Reason - As The Mad Animal, As The Laughing Animal, As The Weeping Animal, As The Unhappy Animal.

Almost Two Thousand Years, And No New God!

Yet For All That, There Is Nothing In Me Of A Founder Of A Religion--religions Are Affairs Of The Rabble; I Find It Necessary To Wash My Hands After I Have Come Into Contact With Religious People.

Every High Degree Of Power Always Involves A Corresponding Degree Of Freedom From Good And Evil.