It's Not Going To Do Any Good

A Single Face Turned Upward Toward All Time One Flesh, One Ecstasy, One Peace.

Now That I Have You Thoroughly Confused, Let Me Pause To Hear Your Own Dismayed Cry.

We Are Anthill Men Upon An Anthill World.

We Should Go To The Moon And Prepare A Base To Fire A Rocket Off To Mars And Then Go To Mars And Colonize Mars. Then When We Do That, We Will Live Forever.

[he] Was Always Here To Offer Cups Of Good Clear Walden Pond, Or Shout Down The Deep Well Of Shakespeare And Listen, With Satisfaction, For Echoes. Here The Lion And The Hartebeest Lay Together, Here The Jackass Became A Unicorn.