One Should Never Mistake Pattern For Meaning.

Oh, They Never Lie. They Dissemble, Evade, Prevaricate, Confound, Confuse, Distract, Obscure, Subtly Misrepresent And Willfully Misunderstand With What Often Appears To Be A Positively Gleeful Relish And Are Generally Perfectly Capable Of Contriving To Give One An Utterly Unambiguous Impression Of Their Future Course Of Action While In Fact Intending To Do Exactly The Opposite, But They Never Lie. Perish The Thought.

It Was A Truism That All Civilizations Were Basically Neurotic Until They Made Contact With Everybody Else And Found Their Place Within The Ever-changing Meta-civilisation Of Other Beings, Because, Until Then, During The Stage When They Honestly Believed They Might Be Entirely Alone In Existence, All Solo Societies Were Possessed Of Both An Inflated Sense Of Their Own Importance And A Kind Of Existential Terror At The Sheer Scale And Apparent Emptiness Of The Universe.

"one Of The Advantages Of Having Laws Is The Pleasure One May Take In Breaking Them. We Here Are Not Children, Mr. Gurgeh." Hamin Waved The Pipestem Round The Tables Of People. "rules And Laws Exist Only Because We Take Pleasure In Doing What They Forbid, But As Long As Most Of The People Obey Such Proscriptions Most Of The Time, They Have Done Their Job; Blind Obedience Would Imply We Are - Ha!" - Hamin Chuckled And Pointed At The Drone With The Pipe - "no More Than Robots!"

Any Such Inklings Were Like A Few Scattered Grains Of Truth Dissolved In An Ocean Of Nonsense, And Were Anyway Generally Inextricably Bound Up With Patently Paranoid Ravings Which Served Only To Devalue The Small Amounts Of Sense And Pertinence With Which They Were Associated.

What Is All Your Studying Worth, All Your Learning, All Your Knowledge, If It Doesn't Lead To Wisdom? And What's Wisdom But Knowing What Is Right, And What Is The Right Thing To Do?