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--why Are We Fighting Them? --they're Mad. We're Sane. --how Do We Know? --that We're Sane? --yes. --am I Sane? --to All Appearances. --and You, Do You Consider Yourself Sane? --i Do. --well, There You Have It. --but Don't They Also Consider Themselves Sane? --i Think They Know. Deep Down. That They're Not Sane. --how Must That Make Them Feel? --terrible, I Should Think. They Must Fight Ever More Fiercely, In Order To Deny What They Know To Be True. That They Are Not Sane.

Doubt Is A Necessary Precondition Tomeaningful Action. Fear Is The Great Mover In The End.

Art Is Not Difficult Because It Wishes To Be Difficult, But Because It Wishes To Be Art.

We Are What We Have Been Told About Ourselves. We Are The Sum Of The Messages We Have Received. The True Messages. The False Messages.

Food ... Is The Topmost Taper On The Golden Candelabrum Of Existence.