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Sometimes In The Morning, When It's A Good Surf, I Go Out There, And I Don't Feel Like It's A Bad World.

There Is A General Place In Your Brain, I Think, Reserved For Melancholy Of Relationships Past. It Grows And Prospers As Life Progresses, Forcing You Finally, Against Your Better Judgment, To Listen To Country Music.

Scientists Are Doing An Awful Lot Of Damage To The World In The Name Of Helping It. I Don't Mind Attacking My Own Fraternity Because I Am Ashamed Of It.

If Reincarnation Is A Useful Biological Idea It Is Certain That Somewhere In The Universe It Will Happen.

Science, Like Nothing Else Among The Institutions Of Mankind, Grows Like A Weed Every Year. Art Is Subject To Arbitrary Fashion, Religion Is Inwardly Focused And Driven Only To Sustain Itself, Law Shuttles Between Freeing Us And Enslaving Us.