Whenever I run into prejudice. I smile and feel sorry for them, and I say to myself, There's one more argument for birth control.
Since we humans have the better brain, isn't it our responsibility to protect our fellow creatures from, oddly enough, ourselves?
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.

