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If A Nation Has Not God That Nation Must Fall, But If A Nation Has God Then All The Powers Of Evil, And All The Armies, Cannot Shake Its Foundations; No, Not Even If The Whole World Is Arrayed Against It.

The World Is A Penal Institution.

'he Is Very Ugly,' Said His Mother.

The Budget Should Be Balanced, The Treasury Should Be Refilled, Public Debt Should Be Reduced, The Arrogance Of Officialdom Should Be Tempered And Controlled, And The Assistance To Foreign Lands Should Be Curtailed Lest Rome Become Bankrupt. People Must Again Learn To Work, Instead Of Living On Public Assistance.

I Shudder At The Very Thought Of Being Born Again Into This World. Life To Me . . . Has Been A Monstrous, Painful, Agonizing Affair, And The Idea Of Repeating Such An Existence - Even If Better In A Way - Is Horrifying To Me. . . . I Gratefully Look Forward To Oblivion, But I Must Be Sure Of It.