The World Is An Illusion, But An

We Are So Anxious To Achieve Some Particular End That We Never Pay Attention To The Psycho-physical Means Whereby That End Is To Be Gained. So Far As We Are Concerned, Any Old Means Is Good Enough. But The Nature Of The Universe Is Such That Ends Can Never Justify The Means. On The Contrary, The Means Always Determine The End.

Those Who Feel Themselves Despised Do Well To Look Despising.

When Truth Is Nothing But Truth, It's Unnatural, It's An Abstraction That Resembles Nothing In The Real World.

Somewhere In The Rain, There Will Always Be An Abandoned Dog That Prevents You From Being Happy.

All Right Then," Said The Savage Defiantly, "i'm Claiming The Right To Be Unhappy.