Everyone Needs Help From Everyone.

Sometimes I Have Visions Of Myself Driving Through Hell, Selling Sulphur And Brimstone, Or Through Heaven Peddling Refreshments To The Roaming Souls. If Me And The Children I've Got Left Could Find A Place Where There's No Shooting, I Wouldn't Mind A Few Years Of Peace And Quiet.

Of All The Works Of Man I Like Best Those Which Have Been Used. The Copper Pots With Their Dents And Flattened Edges The Knives And Forks Whose Wooden Handles Have Been Worn Away By Many Hands: Such Forms Seemed To Me The Noblest.

People Who Understand Everything Get No Stories.

General, Your Tank Is A Powerful Vehicle It Smashes Down Forests And Crushes A Hundred Men. But It Has One Defect: It Needs A Driver.

Erst Kommt Das Fressen, Dann Kommt Die Moral.