The Object Of Powder Is

War Against A Foreign Country Only Happens When The Moneyed Classes Think They Are Going To Profit From It.

Several Of Them Would Have Protested If They Could Have Found The Right Arguments.

Let's Face It: Our Lives Are Miserable, Laborious, And Short.

Never Again Will You Be Capable Of Ordinary Human Feeling. Everything Will Be Dead Inside You. Never Again Will You Be Capable Of Love, Or Friendship, Or Joy Of Living, Or Laughter, Or Curiosity, Or Courage, Or Integrity. You Will Be Hollow. We Shall Squeeze You Empty And Then We Shall Fill You With Ourselves.

Money, Money, All Is Money! Could You Write Even A Penny Novelette Without Money To Put Heart In You?