We Are All Serving A Life Sentence

The Civilized Are Those Who Get More Out Of Life Than The Uncivilized, And For This We Are Not Likely To Be Forgiven.

The Civilization Of One Epoch Becomes The Manure Of The Next.

No City Should Be Too Large For A Man To Walk Out Of In A Morning.

Imprisoned In Every Fat Man A Thin One Is Wildly Signalling To Be Let Out.

The River Of Truth Is Always Splitting Up Into Arms That Reunite. Islanded Between Them, The Inhabitants Argue For A Lifetime As To Which Is The Mainstream.