My Mentors Grow Old And Foolish. I

A Skyscraper Is A Boast In Glass And Steel.

Self-realization Sounds Good. But What If Only An Enraged Dwarf Emerges?

Profusion Gives Pleasure Up To A Point; Then We Become Squeamish.

The Passions Are The Same In Every Conflict, Large Or Small.

Children Enjoy Inflicting Pain Until Unhappiness Teaches Them Tenderness.