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Without Lies Humanity Would Perish Of Despair And Boredom.

A Simple Style Is Like White Light. Although Complex, It Does Not Appear To Be So.

The More You Say, The Less They Remember.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

The Dog Is A Religious Animal. In His Savage State He Worships The Moon And The Lights That Float Upon The Waters. These Are His Gods To Whom He Appeals At Night With Long-drawn Howls.