How can the poem and the stink and the grating noise - the quality of light, the tone, the habit and the dream - be set down alive?

And finally comes culture, which is entertainment, relaxation, transport out of the pain of living.

War ... a reversal of the rules where a man is permitted to kill all the humans he can.

All war is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking animal.

Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass. Change may be announced by a small ache, so that you think you're catching cold. Or you may feel a faint disgust for something you loved yesterday. It may even take the form of a hunger that peanuts won't satisfy. Isn't overeating said to be one of the strongest symptoms of discontent. And isn't discontent the lever of change?

Men all do about the same thing when they wake up.

A good writer always works at the impossible.There is another kind who pulls in his horizons, drops his mind as one lowers rifle sights.