..., Twice Two Is Four Is Not

I Swear To You Gentlemen, That To Be Overly Conscious Is A Sickness, A Real, Thorough Sickness.

We Are All Happy If We But Knew It.

If They Drive God From The Earth, We Shall Shelter Him Underground.

Everywhere I Am The Object Of An Unbelievable Esteem, The Interest In Me Is, Quite Simply, Tremendous.

Love The Animals: God Has Given Them The Rudiments Of Thought And Joy Untroubled.