the ends never justify the means because IT never ends.
The world's fat is badly divided.
In November you begin to know how long the winter will be.
We lisp in numbers, in the U.S. We are deluged by ample, often mysterious statistics. ... Like many in this country, I have come to regard statistics with doubt and merely as a hint of the probable shape of fact.
I know enough to know that no woman should ever marry a man who hated his mother.
There were ten concentration camps in France from 1939 on.