It Is Rare For People To Be

If I Have To Be Alone I Want To Be By Myself.

Poor Brain! How Helplessly It Dissolves When Willing Eyes Meet And The Nose Warms To Those Old Jungle Scents.

Proctor--he Knows It Is Insane: No, It Is Not The Same! What Others Say And What I Sign To Is Not The Same!

Suicide Kills Two People.

The Concentration Camp Is The Final Expression Of Human Separateness And Its Ultimate Consequence. It Is Organized Abandonment.