Falsehood Is The Jockey Of Misfortune.

When He (man) Ceased Any Longer To Heed The Words Of The Seers And Prophets, Science Lovingly Brought Forth The Radio.

Is A Park Any Better Than A Coal Mine? What's A Mountain Got That A Slag Pile Hasn't? What Would You Rather Have In Your Garden--an Almond Tree Or An Oil Well?

Water Is The One Substance From Which The Earth Can Conceal Nothing; It Sucks Out Its Innermost Secrets And Brings Them To Our Very Lips.

All The Evil In The World Is The Fault Of The Self-styled Pure In Heart, A Result Of Their Eagerness To Unearth Secrets And Expose Them To The Light Of The Sun.

In Times Of Death And Famine, Reason Is On The Side Of The Priests-who Have Their Own Kind Of Logic Which Cries For Miracles And, On Occasion, Invents Them.