“Isn't it sad how some people's grip on their lives is so precarious that they'll embrace any preposterous delusion rather than face an occasional bleak truth?”

“Since September it's just gotten colder and colder. There's less daylight now, I've noticed too.This can only mean one thing - the sun is going out.In a few more months the Earth will be a dark and lifeless ball of ice.Dad says the sun isn't going out. He says its colder because the earth's orbit is taking us farther from the sun. He says winter will be here soon.Isn't it sad how some people's grip on their lives is so precarious that they'll embrace any preposterous delusion rather than face an occasional bleak truth?”

“No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.”

“No matter how dreary and grey our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.”

“People from different cultures have different definitions for beauty. Isn't that sad to judge others with our standards... rather than appreciate them?”

“People don't realize how much they are in the grip of ideas. We live among ideas much more than we live in nature.”