The World's Fat Is Badly Divided.

War Happens To People, One By One. That Is Really All I Have To Say And It Seems To Me I Have Been Saying It Forever. Unless They Are Immediate Victims, The Majority Of Mankind Behaves As If War Was An Act Of God Which Could Not Be Prevented; Or They Behave As If War Elsewhere Was None Of Their Business. It Would Be A Bitter Cosmic Joke If We Destroy Ourselves Due To Atrophy Of The Imagination.

I Tell You Loneliness Is The Thing To Master. Courage And Fear, Love, Death Are Only Parts Of It And Can Easily Be Ruled Afterwards. If I Make Myself Master My Own Loneliness There Will Be Peace Or Safety: And Perhaps These Are The Same.

Once You Get A Tyranny, You Don't Easily Get Rid Of It. Much Better To Remember About Eternal Vigilance.

From The Earliest Wars Of Men To Our Last Heart-breaking Worldwide Effort, All We Could Do Was Kill Ourselves. Now We Are Able To Kill The Future.

Gradually I Came To Realize That People Will More Readily Swallow Lies Than Truth, As If The Taste Of Lies Was Homey, Appetizing: A Habit.