Lick Your Neighbor As Yourself!

All Life Long, The Same Questions, The Same Answers.

There's Something Dripping In My Head. A Heart, A Heart In My Head.

For The Only Way One Can Speak Of Nothing Is To Speak Of It As Though It Were Something, Just As The Only Way One Can Speak Of God Is To Speak Of Him As Though He Were A Man, Which To Be Sure He Was, In A Sense, For A Time, And As The Only Way One Can Speak Of Man, Even Our Anthropologists Have Realized That, Is To Speak Of Him As Though He Were A Termite.

There Is At Least This To Be Said For Mind, That It Can Dispel Mind.

Humbly To Ask A Favour Of People Who Are On The Point Of Knocking Your Brains Out Sometimes Produces Good Results.