Every Sin Is The Result Of Collaboration.

I Saw A Man Pursuing The Horizon;round And Round They Sped.i Was Disturbed At This;i Accosted The Man."it Is Futile," I Said,"you Can Never-""you Lie," He Cried,and Ran On.

When The Prophet, A Complacent Fat Man, Arrived At The Mountain-top He Cried: "woe To My Knowledge! I Intended To See Good White Lands And Bad Black Lands— But The Scene Is Grey.

A Mysterious Fraternity Born Out Of Smoke And Danger Of Death.

A Man With A Full Stomach And The Respect Of His Fellows Had No Business To Scold About Anything That He Might Think To Be Wrong In The Ways Of The Universe, Or Even With The Ways Of Society. Let The Unfortunates Rail; The Others May Play Marbles.

When The Suicide Arrived At The Sky, The People There Asked Him: "why?" He Replied: "because No One Admired Me.