Travel, Of Course, Narrows The Mind.

In Retrospect, All These Exercises In Self-gratification Seem Pure Fantasy, What Pascal Called, Licking The Earth.

When The Devil Makes His Offer (always Open Incidentally) Of The Kingdoms Of The Earth, It Is The Bordellos Which Glow So Alluringly To Most Of Us, Not The Banks And The Counting-houses And The Snow-swept Corridors Of Power . . . Sex Is The Mysticism Of A Materialistic Society - In The Beginning Was The Flesh, And The Flesh Became Word; With Its Own Mysteries - This Is My Birth Pill; Swallow It In Remembrance Of Me! - And Its Own Sacred Texts And Scriptures - The Erotica Which Fall Like Black Atomic Rain On The Just And Unjust Alike, Drenching Us, Stupefying Us. To Be Carnally Minded Is Life!

One Of The Stupidest Theories Of Western Life.

Secrecy Is As Essential To Intelligence As Vestments And Incense To A Mass Or Darkness To A Spiritualist Séance And Must At All Times Be Maintained, Quite Irrespective Of Whether Or Not It Serves Any Purpose.

Civilization - A Heap Of Rubble Scavenged By Scrawny English Lit. Vultures.