civilization is a transient sickness.
Pleasure is the carrot dangled to lead the ass to market; or the precipice.
Hear the music, the thunder of the wings. Love the wild swan.
If millions are born millions must die.
Cruelty is a part of nature, at least of human nature, but it is the one thing that seems unnatural to us.
As for me, I would rather be a worm in a wild apple than a son of man. But we are what we are, and we might remember not to hate any person, for all are vicious; And not to be astonished at any evil, all are deserved; And not to fear death; it is the only way to be cleansed.