Don't Tell Me Peace Has Broken Out.

Their Peace And Their War Are Like Wind And Storm. War Grows From Their Peace.

One Can Describe The World Of Today To The People Of Today Only If One Describes It As Capable Of Alteration.

The Shrill Voices Of Those Who Give Orders Are Full Of Fear Like The Squeakings Of Piglets Awaiting The Butcher's Knife, As Their Fat Arses Sweat With Anxiety In Their Office Chairs.... Fear Rules Not Only Those Who Are Ruled, But The Rulers Too.

You May Proclaim, Good Sirs, Your Fine Philosophy But Till You Feed Us, Right And Wrong Can Wait!

The Right To Happiness Is Fundamental; Men Live So Little Time And Die Alone.