Melancholy And Utopia Are Heads And Tails

I Catch Myself Judging Myself As That 13-year-old Boy, Who, Of Course, Rightfully Points Out That He Is Only A Child. And My Membership - Well, I Was Drafted Into The Waffen-ss And Didn't Exactly Volunteer, Which Was Just As Idiotic. I Wanted To Be On The Submarines And Then Ended Up With The Waffen-ss.

On Sorrow Floats Laughter.

So I Have No Grounds To Complain; On The Contrary, Writers Should Consider The Condition Of Permanent Controversiality To Be Invigorating, Part Of The Risk Envolved In Choosing The Profesión. It Is A Fact Of Life That Writers Have Always And With Due Consideration And Great Pleasure Spit In The Soup Of The High And Mighty. That Is What Makes The History Of Literature Analogous To The Development And Refinement Of Censorship.

The Patience Of Poverty. In Rice Fields, Backs Bent Forever. Amazing, Man Outoxens The Oxen And Still Smiles. The Mystery Of India, Say Indologists.

In Statistics, What Disappears Behind Rows Of Numbers Is Death.