It Would Be A Colorless World If

Give Up The Dream That Love May Trick The Fates To Live Again Somewhere Beyond The Gleam Of Dying Stars, Or Shatter The Strong Gates Some God Has Builded High; Give Up The Dream.

It Wont Be Long Now It Wont Be Long Man Is Making Deserts Of The Earth It Wont Be Long Now Before Man Will Have Used It Up So That Nothing But Ants And Centipedes And Scorpions Can Find A Living On It.

If A Child Shows Himself Incorrigible, He Should Be Decently And Quietly Beheaded At The Age Of Twelve, Lest He Grow To Maturity, Marry, And Perpetuate His Kind.

What Man Calls Civilization Always Results In Deserts.

I Suppose The Human Race Is Doing The Best It Can But Hells Bells Thats Only An Explanation Its Not An Excuse.