In The End, Everything Is A Gag.

In The Work Of The Greatest Geniuses, Humble Beginnings Will Reveal Themselves Somewhere, But One Cannot Trace The Slightest Sign Of Them In Shakespeare ... I Am Not Concerned With Who Wrote The Works Of Shakespeare ... But I Can Hardly Think It Was The Stratford Boy. Whoever Wrote Them Had An Aristocratic Attitude.

So When I Cease To Be I Want To Go Back...to The Sea! Oh For The Life Of A Sardine! That Is The Life For Me!

By Simple Common Sense I Don't Believe In God, In None.

Greed Has Poisoned Men's Souls.

To Those Who Can Hear Me, I Say, Do Not Despair. The Misery That Is Now Upon Us Is But The Passing Of Greed, The Bitterness Of Men Who Fear The Way Of Human Progress.