I Wouldn't Like To Be A Character

But It Was Pointless, It Was Stupid; He Thought About Thoughtless Things. If I Were A Seabird . . . But How Could You Be A Seabird? If You Were A Seabird Your Brain Would Be Tiny And Stupid And You Would Love Half-rotted Fish Guts And Tweaking The Eyes Out Of Little Grazing Animals; You Would Know No Poetry And You Could Never Appreciate Flying As Fully As The Human On The Ground Yearning To Be You. If You Wanted To Be A Seabird You Deserved To Be One.

Most People Are Not Prepared To Have Their Minds Changed, And I Think They Know In Their Hearts That Other People Are Just The Same, And One Of The Reasons People Become Angry When They Argue Is That They Realize Just That, As They Trot Out Their Excuses.

Reason Shapes The Future, But Superstition Infects The Present.

One Should Never Mistake Pattern For Meaning.

I'm Saying With Very Few Exceptions Nothing Lasts Forever, And Among Those Exceptions, No Work Or Thought Of Man Is Numbered.