Education Is A State-controlled Manufactory Of Echoes.

The Business Of Life Is To Enjoy Oneself; Everything Else Is A Mockery.

Distrust Of Authority Should Be The First Civic Duty.

Wine Is A Precarious Aphrodisiac, And Its Fumes Have Blighted Many A Mating.

I Can Find No Room In My Cosmos For A Deity Save As A Waste Product Of Human Weakness, The Excrement Of The Imagination.

How Often Could Things Be Remedied By A Word. How Often Is It Left Unspoken.