At That Time [1954], As A Result

Evil Is The Product Of The Ability Of Humans To Make Abstract That Which Is Concrete.

Good Digestions, The Gray Monotony Of Provincial Life, And The Boredom-ah The Soul-destroying Boredom-of Long Days Of Mild Content.

When The Rich [and Politically Powerful] Make War, It's The Poor [and Politically Weak] Who Die.

I Distrust The Incommunicable; It Is The Source Of All Violence

Men Equally Honest, Equally Devoted To Their Fatherland, Are Momentarily Separated By Different Conceptions Of Their Duty.