Self Knowledge Is Always Bad News.

Not Every Boy Thrown To The Wolves Becomes A Hero.

Nothing Is Intrinsically Valuable; The Value Of Everything Is Attributed To It, Assigned To It From Outside The Thing Itself, By People.

The Genie Declared That In His Time And Place There Were Scientists Of The Passions Who Maintained That Language Itself, On The One Hand, Originated In 'infantile Pregenital Erotic Exuberance, Polymorphously Perverse,' And That Conscious Attention, On The Other, Was A 'libidinal Hypercathexis' - By Which Magic Phrases They Seemed To Mean That Writing And Reading, Or Telling And Listening, Were Literally Ways Of Making Love.

Tis E'er The Lot Of The Innocent In The World, To Fly To The Wolf For Succor From The Lion.

History - An Account, Mostly False, Of Events, Mostly Unimportant