Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. >>
What a strange thing is the propagation of life! A bubble of seed whic >>
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, and yet a third of >>
Higher than the question of our duration is the question of our deserv >>
The belief in immortality has always seemed cowardly to me. When very >>
Immortal mortals, mortal immortals, one living the others death and dy >>
It has been said that the immortality of the soul is a grand peut-tre --but still it is a grand one. Everybody clings to it --the stupidest, and dullest, and wickedest of human bipeds is still persuaded that he is immortal.