Preach the blessings of our deeply incorporated civilization by the mouths of our eight-inch guns.

He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.

I wonder why we hate the past so.

Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.

There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things.

Preach the blessings of our deeply incorporated civilization by the mouths of our eight-inch guns.

If we like a man's dream, we call him a reformer; if we don't like his dream, we call him a crank.