PART TWO

Story Hour in the Madhouse

At the point where hope and reason part, lies the spot where madness gets a start. Hope to make the world kinder and free— but flowers of hope root in reality.

No peaceful bed exists for lamb and lion, unless on some world out beyond Orion. Do not instruct the owls to spare the mice. Owls acting as owls must is not a vice.

Storms do not respond to heartfelt pleas. All the words of men can’t calm the seas. Nature—always beneficent and cruel— won’t change for a wise man or a fool.

Mankind shares all Nature’s imperfections, clearly visible to casual inspections. Resisting betterment is the human trait. The ideal of Utopia is our tragic fate.

—The Book of Counted Sorrows

We sense that life is a dark comedy and maybe we can live with that. However, because the whole thing is written for the entertainment of the gods, too many of the jokes go right over our heads.

—Two Vanished Victims, Martin Stillwater

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