We Gave Him A Hearty Welcome, For

All Religion, My Friend, Is Simply Evolved Out Of Fraud, Fear, Greed, Imagination, And Poetry.

It May Well Be Doubted Whether Human Ingenuity Can Construct An Enigma... Which Human Ingenuity May Not, By Proper Application, Resolve.

That The Play Is The Tragedy, “man,” And Its Hero, The Conqueror Worm.

The Customs Of The World Are So Many Conventional Follies.

To Be Thoroughly Conversant With Man’s Heart, Is To Take Our Final Lesson In The Iron-clasped Volume Of Despair