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Le Biologiste Passe, La Grenouille Reste. The Biologist Passes, The Frog Remains.

My Pessimism Extends To The Point Of Even Suspecting The Sincerity Of Other Pessimists.

The Books One Has Written In The Past Have Two Surprises In Store: One Couldn't Write Them Again, And Wouldn't Want To.

In Our Ideals We Unwittingly Reveal Our Vices.

On Tue Un Homme, On Est Un Assassin. On Tue Des Millions D'hommes, On Est Un Conquérant. On Les Tue Tous, On Est Un Dieu. Kill A Man, And You Are An Assassin. Kill Millions Of Men And You Are A Conqueror. Kill Everyone, And You Are A God.