The less there is to justify a traditional custom, the harder it is to get rid of it

It is my heart-warmed and world-embracing Christmas hope and aspiration that all of us, the high, the low, the rich, the poor, the admired, the despised, the loved, the hated, the civilized, the savage (every man and brother of us all throughout the whole earth), may eventually be gathered together in a heaven of everlasting rest and peace and bliss, except the inventor of the telephone.

These people´s God has shown them by a million acts that he respects none of the Bible´s statues. He breaks every one of them himself, adultery and all.

Ah, if he could only die temporarily!

These are the true and only God, mighty and supreme.

Life is short, break the rules.

I would like to live in Manchester, England. The transition between Manchester and death would be unnoticeable.