I ask myself: what are my views on death, the next world, God? I look into my mind and discover I am too much of a mannikin to hav...e any. As for death, I am a little bit of trembling jelly of anticipation. I am prepared for anything, but I am the complete agnostic; I simply don't know. To have views, faith, beliefs, one needs a backbone. This great bully of a universe overwhelms me. The stars make me cower. I am intimidated by the immensity surrounding my own littleness. It is futile and presumptuous for me to opine anything about the next world. But I hope for something much freer and more satisfying after death, for emancipation of the spirit and above all for the obliteration of this puny self, this little, skulking, sharp-witted ferret.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is very perplexing how an intrepid frontier people, who fought a wilderness, floods, tornadoes, and the Rockies, cower before c...riticism, which is regarded as a malignant tumor in the imagination.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Every genuine boy is a rebel and an anarch. If he were allowed to develop according to his own instincts, his own inclinations, so...ciety would undergo such a radical transformation as to make the adult revolutionary cower and cringe.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The outer world, from which we cower into our houses, seemed after all a gentle habitable place; and night after night a man's bed..., it seemed, was laid and waiting for him in the fields, where God keeps an open house.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »