There was no telling what people might find out once they felt free to ask whatever questions they wanted to.

mankind is resilient: the atrocities that horrified us a week ago become acceptable tomorrow.

I’m cold,' Snowden said softly, 'I’m cold.' 'You’re going to be all right, kid,' Yossarian reassured him with a grin. 'You’re going to be all right.' 'I’m cold,' Snowden said again in a frail, childlike voice. 'I’m cold.' 'There, there,' Yossarian said, because he did not know what else to say. 'There, there.' 'I’m cold,' Snowden whimpered. 'I’m cold.' 'There, there. There, there.

I think that maybe inside any business, there is someone slowly going crazy

Let someone else get killed!

Rise above principal and do what's right.

But how can one be warm alone?