The Only People I've Met In This

God, Stay With Me, Let No Word Cross My Lips That Is Not Your Word, No Thoughts Enter My Mind That Are Not Your Thoughts, No Deed Ever Be Done Or Entertained By Me That Is Not Your Deed.

There Is Something Ridiculous And Even Quite Indecent In An Individual Claiming To Be Happy. Still More A People Or A Nation Making Such A Claim. The Pursuit Of Happiness Is Without Any Question The Most Fatuous Which Could Possibly Be Undertaken. This Lamentable Phrase - The Pursuit Of Happiness - Is Responsible For A Good Part Of The Ills And Miseries Of The Modern World.

There's Nothing Is This World More Instinctively Abhorrent To Me Than Finding Myself In Agreement With My Fellow-humans.

Sex Is The Mysticism Of A Materialistic Society - In The Beginning Was The Flesh, And The Flesh Became Word... [it Has] Its Own Mysteries - This Is My Birth [control] Pill; Swallow It In Remembrance Of Me!

Sex Is The Mysticism Of Materialism And The Only Possible Religion In A Materialistic Society.