Words Are Good Servants But Bad Masters.

But Then Every Man Is Ludicrous If You Look At Him From Outside, Without Taking Into Account What’s Going On In His Heart And Mind.

To Make This Trivial World Sublime, Take Half A Gram Of Phanerothyme.

Lying In Bed, He Would Think Of Heaven And London.

Only A Person With A Best Seller Mind Can Write Best Sellers.

The Gods Are Just. No Doubt. But Their Code Of Law Is Dictated, In The Last Resort, By The People Who Organize Society; Providence Takes Its Cue From Men.