I Am By Nature An Optimist And

I Do Think That Art That Doesn't Communicate Is Useless.

How Can You Expect To Be Rescued If You Don’t Put First Things First And Act Proper?

His Mind Was Crowded With Memories; Memories Of The Knowledge That Had Come To Them When They Closed In On The Struggling Pig, Knowledge That They Had Outwitted A Living Thing, Imposed Their Will Upon It, Taken Away Its Life Like A Long Satisfying Drink.

I Am Here; And Here Is Nowhere In Particular.

If I Blow The Conch And They Don't Come Back; Then We've Had It. We Shan't Keep The Fire Going. We'll Be Like Animals. We'll Never Be Rescued." "if You Don't Blow, We'll Soon Be Animals Anyway.