Enemies Are So Stimulating.

The Calla Lilies Are In Bloom Again.

The Thing About Life Is That You Must Survive. Life Is Going To Be Difficult, And Dreadful Things Will Happen. What You Do Is Move Along, Get On With It, And Be Tough. Not In The Sense Of Being Mean To Others, But Being Tough With Yourself And Making A Deadly Effort Not To Be Defeated.

The Notion That Work Is A Burden Is A Terrible Mistake. Working And Facing Up To One's Responsibilities: That's Happiness.

Now How Can Anybody Look At That And Not Believe In God? I Mean, How Can Anybody Look At This And Not Believe There Is Some Higher Power, Some Divine Force At Work In The Universe Greater Than Man, Some God That Created It, That Created All This, That Created Us?

I Don't Feel The Slightest Interest In The Next World; I Think It's Here. And I Think Anything Good That You're Going To Do, You Should Do For Other People Here And Not So You Can Try To Have A Happy Time In The Next World.