One Of The Stupidest Theories Of Western

There's A Large Strain Of Irony In Our Human Affairs... Interwoven With Our Affairs Is This Wonderful Spirit Of Irony Which Prevents Us From Ever Being Utterly And Irretrievably Serious, From Being Unaware Of The Mysterious Nature Of Our Existence.

Writers Like Aldous Huxley And George Orwell Have Imagined The Sort Of Scientific Utopia Which Is Coming To Pass, But Already Their Nightmare Fancies Are Hopelessly Out Of Date. A Vast, Air-conditioned, Neon-lighted, Glass-and-chromium Broiler-house Begins To Take Shape, In Which Geneticists Select The Best Stocks To Fertilise, And Watch Over The Developing Embryo To Ensure That All Possibilities Of Error And Distortion Are Eliminated.

Television Was Not Intended To Make Human Beings Vacuous, But It Is An Emanation Of Their Vacuity.

My Opinion, My Conviction, Gains Immensely In Strength And Sureness The Minute A Second Mind As Adopted It.

Sex Is The Mysticism Of A Materialistic Society - In The Beginning Was The Flesh, And The Flesh Became Word... [it Has] Its Own Mysteries - This Is My Birth [control] Pill; Swallow It In Remembrance Of Me!