Relax, Enjoy Yourself. Have Another Drink. It's

When You Are Young, You Enjoy A Sustained Illusion That Sooner Or Later Something Marvelous Is Going To Happen, That You Are Going To Transcend Your Parents' Limitations.

Keep Violence In The Mind Where It Belongs (barefoot In The Head)

When Childhood Dies, Its Corpses Are Called Adults.

When Knowledge Becomes Formulated Into A Science, Then It Does Take On A Life Of It's Own, Often Alien To The Human Spirit That Conceived It.

It Is At Night... That The Mind Is Most Clear, That We Are Most Able To Hold All Our Life In The Palm Of Our Skull.