Even For Practical Purposes Theory

Most People Have Died Before They Expire; Died To All Earthly Longings, So That The Last Breath Is Only, As It Were, The Locking Of The Door Of The Already Deserted Mansion.

Life Is A Fatal Complaint, And An Eminently Contagious One.

It Is Better For All The World, If Instead Of Waiting To Execute Degenerate Offspring For Crime Or To Let Them Starve For Their Imbecility, Society Can Prevent Those Who Are Manifestly Unfit From Continuing Their Kind. The Principle That Sustains Compulsory Vaccination Is Broad Enough To Cover Cutting The Fallopian Tubes. Three Generations Of Imbeciles Are Enough.

Why Should You Row A Boat Race? Why Endure The Long Months Of Pain In Preparation For A Fierce Half Hour That Will Leave You All But Dead? Does Anyone Ask The Question? Is There Anyone Who Would Not Go Through All The Costs, And More, For The Moment When Anguish Breaks Into Triumph Or Even For The Glory Of Having Nobly Lost? Is Life Less Than A Boat Race? If A Man Will Give The Blood In His Body To Win The One, Will He Spend All The Might Of His Soul To Prevail In The Other?

Even A Dog Distinguishes Between Being Stumbled Over And Being Kicked.