A Poem Is Good Until One Knows

War Is, At First, The Hope That One Will Be Better Off; Next, The Expectation That The Other Fellow Will Be Worse Off; Then, The Satisfaction That He Isn't Any Better Off; And, Finally, The Surprise At Everyone's Being Worse Off.

If Something Is Stolen From You, Don't Go To The Police. They're Not Interested. Don't Go To A Psychologist Either, Because He's Interested In Only One Thing: That It Was Really You Who Did The Stealing.

In Berlin, Things Are Serious But Not Hopeless. In Vienna, They Are Hopeless But Not Serious.

I Don't Like To Meddle In My Private Affairs.

You Don't Even Live Once.