This planet is obviously being used as an insane asylum by other planets.
You know, Tolstoy, like myself, wasn't taken in by superstitions like science and medicine.
A man thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will.
Make it compulsory for a doctor using a brass plate to have inscribed on it, in addition to the letters indicating his qualifications, the words 'Remember that I too am mortal'.
A man of my spiritual intensity does not eat corpses.
We sing in a church, why can we not dance there?