It Is Of Men, And Of Them

Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary. That Is Its Strength.

Philosophizing Is Simply One Way Of Being Afraid, A Cowardly Pretense That Doesn't Get You Anywhere.

Poor People Never, Or Hardly Ever, Ask For An Explanation Of All They Have To Put Up With. They Hate One Another, And Content Themselves With That.

Even Diseases Have Lost Their Prestige, There Aren't So Many Of Them Left. Think It Over... No More Syphilis, No More Clap, No More Typhoid... Antibiotics Have Taken Half The Tragedy Out Of Medicine.

The Rich Don't Have To Kill To Eat. They Employ People, As They Call It. The Rich Don't Do Evil Themselves. They Pay. People Do All They Can To Please Them, And Everybody's Happy.