Everything In Life Is Just For A

Emigrate Or Degenerate.

Writing Is A Lonely Way Of Life. You Shut Yourself Up In Your Study And Work And Work.

But At Least He Can Still See The Lights Below Us. Although Maybe For Him It Doesn't Matter.

In Washington And Moscow They Are Saying, 'man Has Finally Come Of Age; He Doesn't Need Paternalistic Help.' Which Is Another Way Of Saying, 'we Have Abolished That Help, And In Its Place We Will Rule,' Offering No Help At All: Taking But Not Giving, Ruling But Not Obeying, Telling But Not Listening, Taking Life And Not Giving It. The Slayers Govern Now, Without Interference; The Dreams Of Mankind Have Become Empty.

Giving Me A A New Idea Is Like Handing A Cretin A Gun, But I Do Thank You Anyhow, Bang Bang.