We May Divide Characters Into Flat And

It Comes To This Then: There Always Have Been People Like Me And Always Will Be, And Generally They Have Been Persecuted.

If We Act The Truth The People Who Really Love Us Are Sure To Come Back To Us In The Long Run

An Efficiency-regime Cannot Be Run Without A Few Heroes Stuck About It To Carry Off The Dullness - Much As Plums Have To Be Put Into Bad Pudding To Make It Palatable.

The So Called White Races Are Really Pinko-grey.

A Poem Is True If It Hangs Together. Information Points To Something Else. A Poem Points To Nothing But Itself.