Nothing is so pregnant as cruelty; so multifarious, so rapid, so ever teeming a mother is unknown to the animal kingdom; each of her experiments provokes another and refines upon the last; though always progressive, yet always remote from the end.
We ought never to sport with pain and distress in any of our amusements, or treat even the meanest insect with wanton cruelty.
I’m not a cuckoo, either. I’m a fool is what.