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Utopias Rest On The Fallacy That Perfection Is A Legitimate Goal Of Human Existence.

The Very People Who Shudder Over The Cruelty Of The Hunter Are Apt To Forget That Slaughter, In The Grimmest Sense Of The Word, Is A Process They Entrust Daily To The Butcher; And That Unlike The Game Of The Forests, Even The Dumbest Creatures Of The Slaughterhouse Know What Is In Store For Them.

Adding Highway Lanes To Deal With Traffic Congestion Is Like Loosening Your Belt To Cure Obesity.

When Vitality Runs High, Death Takes Men By Surprise. But If They Close Their Eyes To This Possibility, What They Gain In Peace They Lose In Sensibility And Significance.

However Far Modern Science And Techniques Have Fallen Short Of Their Inherent Possibilities, They Have Taught Mankind At Least One Lesson; Nothing Is Impossible.