History - An Account, Mostly False, Of

Self Knowledge Is Always Bad News.

Somewhere In The World There Was A Young Woman With Such Splendid Understanding That She'd See Him Entire, Like A Poem Or Story, And Find His Words So Valuable After All That When He Confessed His Apprehensions She Would Explain Why They Were In Fact The Very Things That Made Him Precious To Her...and To Western Civilization! There Was No Such Girl, The Simple Truth Being.

It Is Often Pleasant To Stone A Martyr, No Matter How Much We May Admire Him.

Tis E'er The Lot Of The Innocent In The World, To Fly To The Wolf For Succor From The Lion.

Like An Ox-cart Driver In Monsoon Season Or The Skipper Of A Grounded Ship, One Must Sometimes Go Forward By Going Back.