The Perverted Ingenuity Of Man Has Given

Contact With [menstrual Blood] Turns New Wine Sour, Crops Touched By It Become Barren, Grafts Die, Seed In Gardens Are Dried Up, The Fruit Of Trees Fall Off, The Edge Of Steel And The Gleam Of Ivory Are Dulled, Hives Of Bees Die, Even Bronze And Iron Are At Once Seized By Rust, And A Horrible Smell Fills The Air; To Taste It Drives Dogs Mad And Infects Their Bites With An Incurable Poison.

Our Civilization Depends Largely On Paper.

A Short Death Is The Sovereign Good Hap Of Human Life.

From The End Spring New Beginnings.

Cats Too, With What Silent Stealthiness, With What Light Steps Do They Creep Up To A Bird!