My Idea Of Paradise Is A Straight

You Say, It's Dark. And In Truth, I Did Place A Cloud Before Your Sun. But Do You Not See How The Edges Of The Cloud Are Already Glowing And Turning Light.

What Is New, However, Is Always Evil, Being That Which Wants To Conquer And Overthrow The Old Boundary Markers And The Old Pieties; And Only What Is Old Is Good. The Good Men Are In All Ages Those Who Dig The Old Thoughts, Digging Deep And Getting Them To Bear Fruit - The Farmers Of The Spirit. But Eventually All Land Is Depleted, And The Ploughshare Of Evil Must Come Again And Again.

Either One Does Not Dream, Or One Does So Interestingly. One Should Learn To Spend One's Waking Life In The Same Way: Not At All, Or Interestingly.

There Are Two Types Of Genius; One Which Above All Begets And Wants To Beget, And Another Which Prefers Being Fertilized And Giving Birth.

Digressions, Objections, Delight In Mockery, Carefree Mistrust Are Signs Of Health.