The Cult Of Nature Is A Form

It Seems Not To Have Been Written. It Is The Quintessence Of Life. It Is The Basic Truth.

Say "yes" To The Seedlings And A Giant Forest Cleaves The Sky. Say "yes" To The Universe And The Planets Become Your Neighbors. Say "yes" To Dreams Of Love And Freedom. It Is The Password To Utopia.

We Cheerfully Assume That In Some Mystic Way Love Conquers All, That Good Outweighs Evil In The Just Balances Of The Universe And At The 11th Hour Something Gloriously Triumphant Will Prevent The Worst Before It Happens.

Every Man With An Idea Has At Least Two Or Three Followers.

Although The Theater Is Not Life, It Is Composed Of Fragments Or Imitations Of Life, And People On Both Sides Of The Footlight Have To Unite To Make The Fragments Whole And The Imitations Genuine.