No wife, no horse, no mustache

History, sociology, economics, psychology et al. confirmed Joyce's view of Everyman as victim.

The path up is the path down. The way forward is the way back. The universe inside is outside but the universe outside is inside.

There are periods of history when the visions of madmen and dope fiends are a better guide to reality than the common-sense interpretation of data available to the so-called normal mind. This is one such period, if you haven't noticed already.

The Fundamentalist Christians have told me that I am a slave of Satan and should have my demons expelled with an exorcism. The Fundamentalist Materialists inform me that I am a liar, charlatan, fraud and scoundrel. Aside from this minor difference, the letters are astoundingly similar. Both groups share the same crusading zeal and the same lack of humor, charity and common human decency. These intolerable cults have served to confirm me in my agnosticism by presenting further evidence to support my contention that when dogma enters the brain, all intellectual activity ceases.

Ye have cast out yer brothers for devils and now complain ye, lamenting, that ye've been left to fight alone.

A disciple is an asshole looking for a human being to attach itself to.