While I Am On, I Can Discipline

Utopias Are Presented For Our Inspection As A Critique Of The Human State. If They Are To Be Treated As Anything But Trivial Exercises Of The Imagination. I Suggest There Is A Simple Test We Can Apply. We Must Forget The Whole Paraphernalia Of Social Description, Demonstration, Expostulation, Approbation, Condemnation. We Have To Say To Ourselves, How Would I Myself Live In This Proposed Society? How Long Would It Be Before I Went Stark Staring Mad?

The Skull Regarded Ralph Like One Who Knows All The Answers And Won't Tell.

Life's Scientific, But We Don't Know, Do We? Not Certainly, I Mean.

He Who Rides The Sea Of The Nile Must Have Sails Woven Of Patience.

There's A Kinship Among Men Who Have Sat By A Dying Fire And Measured The Worth Of Their Life By It.