Utopias Are Often Just Premature Truths.

There Are Places And Climates, Seasons And Hours, With Their Outward Circumstance, So Much In Harmony With Certain Impressions Of The Heart, That Nature And The Soul Of Man Appear To Be Parts Of One Vast Whole.

Let Us Savour The Swift Delights Of The Most Beautiful Of Our Days!

Barbarism Recommences By The Excess Of Civilization.

Let Us Love The Passing Hour, Let Us Hurry Up And Enjoy Our Time.

...to Kill Animals For The Purpose Of Feeding On Their Flesh Is One Of The Most Deplorable And Shameful Infirmities Of The Human State