Never Explain Anything

After Man There Would Be The Mighty Beetle Civilisation, The Bodies Of Whose Members The Cream Of The Great Race Would Seize When The Monstrous Doom Overtook The Elder World. Later, As The Earth's Span Closed, The Transferred Minds Would Again Migrate Through Time And Space -- To Another Stopping Place In The Bodies Of The Bulbous Vegetable Entities Of Mercury. But There Would Be Races After Them, Clinging Pathetically To The Cold Planet And Burrowing To Its Horror-filled Core, Before The Utter End.

Ultimate Horror Often Paralyses Memory In A Merciful Way.

So Far As English Versification Is Concerned, Pope Was The World, And All The World Was Pope.

As Human Beings, Our Only Sensible Scale Of Values Is One Based On Lessening The Agony Of Existence.

Ocean Is More Ancient Than The Mountains, And Freighted With The Memories And The Dreams Of Time.