Man Is A Pliable Animal, A Being

Human Laziness Makes People Pigeonhole One Another At First Site So That They Find Nothing In Common With One Another.

They May All Be Drunk At My Place, But They're All Honest, And Though We Do Lie-because I Lie, Too-in The End We'll Lie Our Way To The Truth

There Are Things Which A Man Is Afraid To Tell Even To Himself, And Every Decent Man Has A Number Of Such Things Stored Away In His Mind.

For, After All, You Do Grow Up, You Do Outgrow Your Ideals, Which Turn To Dust And Ashes, Which Are Shattered Into Fragments; And If You Have No Other Life, You Just Have To Build One Up Out Of These Fragments.

No, Evidently Habit Means A Lot. The Devil Knows What Habit Can Do To A Person.