Where There's Dope, There's Hope!

Death Hides Within Every Religion. And At Any Time It Can Flash Forth-not With Healing In Its Wings But With Poison, With That Which Wounds.

Guilt -- If There Was Any Guilt -- Spread Out And Diffused Itself Over Everybody And Everything. . . . Perhaps At Some Point In Time, At Some Spot In The World, A Moment Of Responsibility Existed.

The Will To Believe Chases Out The Rational Mind, Whenever And Wherever The Two Come Into Conflict.

I Guess That's The Story Of Life: What You Most Fear Never Happens, But What You Most Yearn For Never Happens Either. This Is The Difference Between Life And Fiction. I Suppose It's A Good Trade-off. But I'm Not Sure.

When I Was A Child, I Thought As A Child. But Now I Have Put Away Childish Things. ... I Must Be Scientific.