The Curse Of The Romantic Is A

The Barbarian Weapon Is Fission: The Splitting Asunder. It Has Been Perfected For Death. Our Only Weapon Is Fusion: An Imperfect Process Still, Though Designed For Life.

All People Talk Of Money Sometimes, Everywhere. But Not For All People, Everywhere, Is Money The Addiction, The Obsession, The Stimulant, That It Seems To Be In New York. It Is A Large Part Of The Clamor, And It Is The Voice - Quite Literally - Of The Man In The Street.

Everybody Likes To See Somebody Else Get Caught For The Vices Practiced By Themselves.

People Minus Space Equals Poverty ... What Is Living For? If The Answer Is A Life Of Dignity, Decency And Opportunity, Then Every Increase In Population Means A Decrease In All Three. The Crowd Is A Threat To Every Single Being.

To Lead Means To Direct And To Exact, And No Man Dares Do Either - He Might Be Unpopular. What Authority We Are Given Now Is A Trinity: The Grin, The Generality, And God (the Word).