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Progress-progress Is The Dirtiest Word In The Language-who Ever Told Us- And Made Us Believe It-that To Take A Step Forward Was Necessarily, Was Always A Good Idea?

Euclid Alone Has Looked On Beauty Bare. Let All Who Prate Of Beauty Hold Their Peace, And Lay Them Prone Upon The Earth And Cease To Ponder On Themselves, The While They Stare At Nothing, Intricately Drawn Nowhere.

Strange How Few, After Alls Said And Done, The Things That Are Of Moment.

There Is No God. But It Does Not Matter. Man Is Enough.

A Person Who Publishes A Book Appears Willfully In Public Eye With His Pants Down.