The Sceptics, Like Bees, Give Their One

Those Thinkers Who Cannot Believe In Any Gods Often Assert That The Love Of Humanity Would Be In Itself Sufficient For Them; And So, Perhaps, It Would, If They Had It.

Facts By Themselves Can Often Feed The Flame Of Madness, Because Sanity Is A Spirit.

In Anything That Does Cover The Whole Of Your Life - In Your Philosophy And Your Religion - You Must Have Mirth. If You Do Not Have Mirth You Will Certainly Have Madness.

There Is Also An Insulting Speech About 'one Grey Day Just Like Another'. You Might As Well Talk About One Green Tree Like Another.

And We Were Angry And Poor And Happy, And Proud Of Seeing Our Names In Print.