Tis E'er The Wont Of Simple Folk

Nobody Knew How To Be What They Were Right.

Printed Prose Is Historically A Most Peculiar, Almost An Aberrant Way Of Telling Stories, And By Far The Most Inherently Anesthetic: It Is The Only Medium Of Art I Can Think Of Which Appeals Directly To None Of Our Five Senses. The Oral And Folk Tradition In Narrative Made Use Of Verse Or Live-voice Dynamics, Embellished By Gesture And Expression--a Kind Of Rudimentary Theater--as Do The Best Raconteurs Of All Times. Commonly There Was Musical Accompaniment As Well: A Kind Of One-man Theater-of-mixed-means.

Though Life's Tuition Is Always Ruinous, Inexorably We Learn.

More History Is Made By Secret Handshakes Than By Battles, Bills And Proclamations.

Tis E'er The Lot Of The Innocent In The World, To Fly To The Wolf For Succor From The Lion.