Well, How Do I Know That They

Where Ideas Are Real And Reality Is Shadow.

Sometimes Happiness Consists Of Finding The Right Balance Of Misery.

The Buggers Have Finally, Finally Learned That We Humans Value Each And Every Individual Human Life. But They've Learned This Lesson Just In Time For It To Be Hopelessly Wrong — For We Humans Do, When The Cause Is Sufficient, Spend Our Own Lives. We Throw Ourselves Onto The Grenade To Save Our Buddies In The Foxhole. We Rise Out Of The Trenches And Charge The Entrenched Enemy And Die Like Maggots Under A Blowtorch. We Strap Bombs On Our Bodies And Blow Ourselves Up In The Midst Of Our Enemies. We Are, When The Cause Is Sufficient, Insane.

When You Really Know Someone, You Can't Hate Him.

There Is No Society That Does Not Highly Value Fictional Storytelling. Ever.