Beware Of The Man Who Has No

Reason Has Seldom Failed Us Because It Has Seldom Been Tried.

This World May Be Only Illusion -- But It's The Only Illusion We've Got.

If We Had The Power Of Ten Shakespeares Or A Dozen Mozarts, We Could Not Produce Anything Half So Marvelous As One Ordinary Human Child.

It May Be True That My Desk Here Is Really 'nothing But' A Transient Eddy Of Electrons In The Flux Of Universal Process. Nevertheless, I Find That It Continues To Support My Feet, My Revolver, And My Cigars All Day Long. What Happens When My Back Is Turned I Don't Know. Or Much Care. That's No Concern Of Mine.

All Living Things On Earth Are Kindred.