The protruding upper halves of the letters now appear, in the local language, to read “Go stick your head in a pig,” and are no longer illuminated, except at times of special celebration.

One day I looked at him and thought, Why? I mean, we didn’t have anything for each other but habit and convenience, and people need more, don’t they?

In order to shine like the Sun , first you need to burn like the Sun.

I think I got off on the wrong planet. Beam me up Scotty, there’s no rational life here.

Written By Robert Anton Wilson

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