Madness Is No Madness When Shared.

A Whole World Is Taken To The Grave With The Dead Person; Each One Of Us Is Unique And Unrepeatable.

Being Condemned By Fate To Perpetual Togetherness, We Better Make That Shared Fate Into Our Shared, Consciously And Gladly Embraced, Destiny.

In Montreal, Where I Taught In 1970, I Met Many People. The Only Ones Who Said To Me They Were Canadians, Were Jews. All The Rest Were Scotts, Irish, English, French, Swedes.

The Task For Sociology Is To Come To The Help Of The Individual. We Have To Be In Service Of Freedom. It Is Something We Have Lost Sight Of.

Middle Class People, The Bourgeoisie, They Are Also Feeling Frightened At The Moment. Some Fear Losing Their Fortunes; Some Go Bankrupt; Some Are Thinking About Suicide. They Don't Know If They Will Retain The Beautiful House That They Bought, Or What Will Happen To The Five Family Cars.