Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves.

...youth Is Only Being In A Way Like It Might Be An Animal. No, It Is Not Just Like Being An Animal So Much As Being Like One Of These Malenky Toys You Viddy Being Sold In The Streets, Like Little Chellovecks Made Out Of Tin And With A Spring Inside And Then A Winding Handle On The Outside And You Wind It Up Grrr Grrr Grrr And Off It Itties, Like Walking, O My Brothers. But It Itties In A Straight Line And Bangs Straight Into Things Bang Bang And It Cannot Help What It Is Doing. Being Young Is Like Being Like One Of These Malenky Machines.

We Can Destroy What We Have Written, But We Cannot Unwrite It.

Laugh And The World Laughs With You, Snore And You Sleep Alone.

Is It Better For A Man To Have Chosen Evil Than To Have Good Imposed Upon Him?

Senseless Violence Is A Prerogative Of Youth, Which Has Much Energy But Little Talent For The Constructive.