The Revolution Is An Amalgam Of Former

During My Time In The Camps, I Had Got To Know The Enemies Of The Human Race Quite Well: They Respect The Big Fist And Nothing Else; The Harder You Slug Them, The Safer You Will Be.

But There Are Still People Whose Moral Superiority Defeats Your Own.

Like A Bicycle, Like A Wheel That, Once Rolling, Is Stable Only So Long As It Keeps Moving But Falls When Its Momentum Stops, So The Game Between A Man And Woman, Once Begun, Can Exist Only So Long As It Progresses. If The Forward Movement Today Is No More Than It Was Yesterday, The Game Is Over.

Good Or Evil-you Cannot Build Your Life Apart From This Distinction.

Friends! Let Us Try To Help If We Are Worth Anything At All!