Poverty Makes You Sad As Well As

I Was Called Up In The War And Sent To A Hospital. I Dressed Wounds, Applied Iodine, Gave Enemas, Did Blood Transfusions. If The Doctor Ordered: "brecht, Amputate A Leg!", I Would Reply, "certainly, Your Excellency!", And Cut Off The Leg. If I Was Told, "perform A Trepanning!" I Opened The Man's Skull And Messed About With His Brains. I Saw How They Patched Fellows Up, So As To Cart Them Back To The Front As Quickly As They Could.

Don’t Accept The Habitual As A Natural Thing. In Times Of Disorder, Of Organized Confusion, Of De-humanized Humanity, Nothing Should Seem Natural. Nothing Should Seem Impossible To Change.

Only Bad Generals Need Heroes.

To Live Means To Finesse The Processes To Which One Is Subjugated.

There Are A Few Things That'll Move People To Pity, A Few, But The Trouble Is, When They've Been Used Several Times, They No Longer Work.