Behind Every Glorious Facade There Is Always

Everything Is Explicable In The Terms Of The Behavior Of A Small Child.

You Climb To Reach The Summit, But Once There, Discover That All Roads Lead Down.

Man Does Not Create Gods, In Spite Of Appearances. The Times, The Age, Impose Them On Him.

Is A Mountain Only A Huge Stone? Is A Planet An Enormous Mountain?

Behind Every Glorious Facade There Is Always Hidden Something Ugly.