Love Of Life Is Born Of The

As A Result Of 50 Years Of Emancipation, Feminine Qualities Were Dying Out Or Being Transferred To The Males. Pansies Of Both Sexes Were Everywhere, Not Yet Completely Homosexual, But Confused Not Knowing What They Were. The Result Was A Herd Of Unhappy Sexual Misfits... The Women Wanting To Dominate And The Men To Be Nannied.

It's No Good Protecting People Or Even Looking After Them Past A Certain Point. One Can't Grasp More Than A Piece Of Anyone. Most Of The Rest Can Only Be Protected By Themselves And The Remainder By Hired Specialists And Doctors And Dentists And Professional Protectors.

You Only Live Twice. Once When You Are Born And Once When You Look Death In The Face.

Just As, At Least In One Religion, Accidia Is The First Of The Cardinal Sins, So Bordom, And Particularly The Incredible Circumstance Of Waking Up Bored, Was The Only Vice Bond Utterly Condemned.

Above All, He Liked It That Everything Was One's Own Fault. There Was Only Oneself To Praise Or Blame. Luck Was A Servant And Not A Master. Luck Had To Be Accepted With A Shrug Or Taken Advantage Of Up To The Hilt. But It Had To Be Understood And Recognized For What It Was And Not Confused With A Faulty Appreciation Of The Odds, For, At Gambling, The Deadly Sin Is To Mistake Bad Play For Bad Luck. And Luck In All Its Moods Had To Be Loved And Not Feared