How Shameful. How Predictable! How Insipid. And

When You Think Night And Day And Every Moment Only Of Pleasing Me, Things Will Be Very Easy For You.

Maybe A New Religion Will Rise Now. Maybe Without It, Man Will Crumble In Cynicism And Selfishness Because He Really Needs His Gods.

Sometimes Fear Is A Warning. It's Like Someone Putting A Hand On Your Shoulder And Saying Go No Farther.

Give Me A Man Or Woman Who Has Read A Thousand Books And You Give Me An Interesting Companion. Give Me A Man Or Woman Who Has Read Perhaps Three And You Give Me A Very Dangerous Enemy Indeed.

Your Quest Is For Darkness Only. This Sea Is Not Your Sea. The Myths Of Men Are Not Your Myths. Men's Treasures Are Not Yours.