Cruelty, As A Fine Art, Has Attained

This Expression Of Abandon And Surrender, Of Absolute Trust, He Reserved For The Master Alone.

He Felt Strangely Numb. As Though From A Great Distance, He Was Aware That He Was Being Beaten. The Last Sensations Of Pain Left Him. He No Longer Felt Anything, Though Very Faintly He Could Hear The Impact Of The Club Upon His Body. But It Was No Longer His Body, It Seemed So Far Away.

Don't Loaf And Invite Inspiration; Light Out After It With A Club, And If You Don't Get It You Will Nonetheless Get Something That Looks Remarkably Like It.

His Conclusion Was That Things Were Not Always What They Appeared To Be. The Cub's Fear Of The Unknown Was An Inherited Distrust, And It Had Now Been Strengthened By Experience. Thenceforth, In The Nature Of Things, He Would Possess An Abiding Distrust Of Appearances.

The Law Is A Lie, And Through It Men Lie Most Shamelessly.