Lifelessness Is Only A Disguise Behind Which

Yet What Is To Be Done With Events That Have No Place Of Their Own In Time; Events That Have Occurred Too Late, After The Whole Of Time Has Been Distributed, Divided, And Allotted; Events That Have Been Left In The Cold, Unregistered, Hanging In The Air, Homeless, And Errant?

Animals! The Object Of Insatiable Interest, Examples Of The Riddle Of Life, Created, As It Were, To Reveal The Human Being To Man Himself, Displaying His Richness And Complexity In A Thousand Kaleidoscopic Possibilities, Each Of Them Brought To Some Curious End, To Some Characteristic Exuberance.

One Thing Must Be Avoided At All Costs: Narrow-mindedness, Pedantry, Dull Pettiness.

Could It Be That Time Is Too Narrow For All Events? Could It Happen That All The Seats Within Time Might Have Been Sold? Worried, We Run Along The Train Of Events, Preparing Ourselves For The Journey.

Man Was Entering Under False Pretenses The Sphere Of Incredible Facilities, Acquired Too Cheaply, Below Cost Price, Almost For Nothing, And The Disproportion Between Outlay And Gain, The Obvious Fraud On Nature, The Excessive Payment For A Trick Of Genius, Had To Be Offset By Self-parody.