Let Someone Else Get Killed!

When I Look Up, I See People Cashing In. I Don't See Heaven Or Saints Or Angels. I See People Cashing In On Every Decent Impulse And Every Human Tragedy.

I'll Tell You What Justice Is. Justice Is A Knee In The Gut From The Floor On The Chin At Night Sneaky With A Knife Brought Up Down On The Magazine Of A Battleship Sandbagged Underhanded In The Dark Without A Word Of Warning

Major Major Had Lied, And It Was Good. He Was Not Really Surprised That It Was Good, For He Had Observed That People Who Did Lie Were, On The Whole, More Resourceful And Ambitious And Successful Than People Who Did Not Lie.

He Knew Everything About Literature Except How To Enjoy It.

They Can Do Anything We Can't Stop Them From Doing.