Curiosity Is The Hunger Of The Human

Even The Street, The Sunshine, The Very Air Had A Special Sunday Quality. We Walked Differently On Sundays, With Greater Propriety And Stateliness. Greetings Were More Formal, More Subdued, Voices More Meticulously Polite. Everything Was So Smooth, Bland, Polished. And Genuinely So, Because This Was Sunday. In Church The Rustling And The Stillness Were Alike Pervaded With The Knowledge That All Was For The Best. Propriety Ruled The Universe. God Was In His Heaven, And We Were In Our Sunday Clothes.

Men In Government Monopolize The Necessary Use Of Force; They Are Not Using Their Energies Productively; They Are Not Milking Cows. To Get Butter, They Must Use Guns; They Have Nothing Else To Use.

What I Can't Understand Is, How Can Anybody Figure Now That The Government Can Support Us, When We Support The Government.

Plants And Animals Repeat Routine, But Men Who Are Not Restrained Will Go Into The Future Like Explorers Into A New Country.

The Longest Lives Are Short; Our Work Lasts Longer.