In order to get rid of that streak of honesty in you, you'll have to destroy your vision of moral order in the universe. Those stars twinkle in a void there, and the two legged creature dreams and schemes beneath them, all in vain. They'll believe anything, and the more preposterous the better: whales speak French at the bottom of the sea. The horses of Arabia have silver wings. Pygmies mate with elephants in darkest Africa. I have sold all those propositions, and more.
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