Even While Lying, You'll Be Believed If

Money, Like Vodka, Turns A Person Into An Eccentric.

People Understand God As The Expression Of The Most Lofty Morality. Maybe He Needs Only Perfect People.

The Unhappy Are Egotistical, Base, Unjust, Cruel, And Even Less Capable Of Understanding One Another Than Are Idiots. Unhappinessdoes Not Unite People, But Separates Them.

Who Keeps The Tavern And Serves Up The Drinks? The Peasant. Who Squanders And Drinks Up Money Belonging To The Peasant Commune, The School, The Church? The Peasant. Who Would Steal From His Neighbor, Commit Arson, And Falsely Denounce Another For A Bottle Of Vodka? The Peasant.

I Can Only Regard With Bewilderment An Educated Man Who Is Also Religious