If I Hazard A Guess As To

From The Moment Of Birth, When The Stone-age Baby Confronts The Twentieth-century Mother, The Baby Is Subjected To These Forces Of Violence Called Love, As Its Father And Mother And Their Parents And Their Parents Before Them, Have Been. These Forces Are Mainly Concerned With Destroying Most Of Its Potential.

The Square Root Of Nothing.

The Universe Was A Vast Machine Yesterday, It Is A Hologram Today. Who Knows What Intellectual Rattle We'll Be Shaking Tomorrow.

Truth Is Literally That Which Is Without Secrecy, What Discloses Itself Without A Veil.

Children Are Not Yet Fools, But We Shall Turn Them Into Imbeciles Like Ourselves, With High I.q.'s If Possible.