The Only Rule I Have

Dying Is A Matter Of Slapstick And Pratfalls. The Ageing Process Is Not Gradual Or Gentle. It Rushes Up, Pushes You Over And Runs Off Laughing. No One Should Grow Old Who Isn't Ready To Appear Ridiculous.

The Officers Of The Branch Of The Force (the Obscene Publications Squad) Have A Discouraging Club Tie, On Which A Book Is Depicted Being Cut In Half By A Larger Pair Of Scissors.

There Is Always Time For Failure

The Point At Which Beliefs Meet May Be More Significant, More Useful To Contemplate, Than Their Sources.

The People Look Forbidding, Solemn, Marked By That Impossible Ideal, Communism, Which, Like Christianity, Seemed To Demand Too Much Of Humanity And, Falling Into The Wrong Hands, Led Too Easily To Horrible Brutality.