We Do Not Take Humor

I See The Creative Accomplishments Of Which Highly Gifted Humans Are Capable As Special Cases Of The Universal Creative Process, That Game Played By Everyone Against Everyone Else, From Which Wells Up All That Has Never Been Before.

Visualize Yourself Confronted With The Task Of Killing, One After The Other, A Cabbage, A Fly, A Fish, A Lizard, A Guinea Pig, A Cat, A Dog, A Monkey And A Baby Chimpanzee. In The Unlikely Case That You Should Experience No Greater Inhibitions In Killing The Chimpanzee Than In Destroying The Cabbage Or The Fly, My Advice To You Is To Commit Suicide At Your Earliest Possible Convenience, Because You Are A Weird Monstrosity And A Public Danger.

If You Confine Yourself To This Skinnerian Technique, You Study Nothing But The Learning Apparatus And You Leave Out Everything That Is Different In Octopi, Crustaceans, Insects And Vertebrates. In Other Words, You Leave Out Everything That Makes A Pigeon A Pigeon, A Rat A Rat, A Man A Man, And, Above All, A Healthy Man Healthy And A Sick Man Sick.

I Am Convinced That Of All The People On The Two Sides Of The Great Curtain, The Space Pilots Are The Least Likely To Hate Each Other. Like The Late Erich Von Holst, I Believe That The Tremendous And Otherwise Not Quite Explicable Public Interest In Space Flight Arises From The Subconscious Realization That It Helps To Preserve Peace. May It Continue To Do So!

The Cat Is A Wild Animal That Inhabits The Homes Of Humans.