I distrust any thoughts uttered by any man whose health is not robust.

All other thoughts are surely symptoms of disease.

Yet these are often beautiful, and may be true within the circle of the conditions of the speaker.

And yet again! Do we not find that the most robust of men express no thoughts at all? They eat, drink, sleep, and copulate in silence.

What better proof of the fact that all thought is dis-ease?

We are Strassburg geese; the tastiness of our talk comes from the disorder of our bodies.

We like it; this only proves that our tastes also are depraved and debauched by our disease.

     We now return to that series of chapters which started with Chapter 8 (H)
     The chapter is perfectly simple and needs no comment.