Our Inventions Mirror Our Secret Wishes.

Life Is Like A Cucumber. One Minute It's In Your Hand, The Next It's Up You Ass.

Sorrow Is Implicit In Love As Gravitation Is Implicit In Mass.

The Memory Of Man Is As Old As Misfortune

People Only See In Us The Contemptible Skirt-fever Which Rules Our Actions But Completely Miss The Beauty-hunger Underlying It.

'we Live' Writes Pursewarden Somewhere 'lives Based Upon Selected Fictions. Our View Of Reality Is Conditioned By Our Position In Space And Time — Not By Our Personalities As We Like To Think. Thus Every Interpretation Oа Reality Is Based Upon A Unique Position. Two Paces East Or West And The Whole Picture Is Changed.