A Dirty Joke Is Not,

No One Is Patriotic About Taxes.

If You Kept The Small Rules, You Could Break The Big Ones.

Serious Sport Is War Minus The Shooting.

A Hideous Ecstasy Of Fear And Vindictiveness, A Desire To Kill, To Torture, To Smash Faces In With A Sledge Hammer, Seemed To Flow Through The Whole Group Of People Like An Electric Current, Turning One Even Against One's Will Into A Grimacing, Screaming Lunatic. And Yet The Rage That One Felt Was An Abstract, Undirected Emotion Which Could Be Switched From One Object To Another Like The Flame Of A Blowlamp.

Men Can Only Be Happy When They Do Not Assume That The Object Of Life Is Happiness.