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I Never Felt Like That Before. Maybe It Could Be Depression, Like You Get. I Can Understand How You Suffer Now When You're Depressed; I Always Thought You Liked It And I Thought You Could Have Snapped Yourself Out Any Time, If Not Alone Then My Means Of The Mood Organ. But When You Get That Depressed You Don't Care. Apathy, Because You've Lose A Sense Of Worth. It Doesn't Matter Whether You Feel Better Because You Have No Worth.

Dilemma Of Civilized Man; Body Mobilized, But Danger Obscure.

Well, I Hate To Admit It, But It Is Possible That There Is (one) Such A Thing As Telepathy And (two) That The Ceti Project's Idea That We Might Communicate With Extraterrestrial Beings Via Telepathy Is Possibly A Reasonable Idea--if Telepathy Exists And If Etis Exist. Otherwise We Are Trying To Communicate With Someone Who Doesn't Exist With A System Which Doesn't Work.

The Will To Believe Chases Out The Rational Mind, Whenever And Wherever The Two Come Into Conflict.

Fear Can Make You Do More Wrong Than Hate Or Jealousy. If You’re Afraid You Don’t Commit Yourself To Life Completely; Fear Makes You Always, Always Hold Something Back. You Shouldn’t Be Alone. It’s Killing You; It’s Undermining You. All The Time, Every Day, You Should Be Somewhere With People.