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Actually There Were Many Officers' Clubs That Yossarian Had Not Helped Build, But He Was Proudest Of The One On Pianosa. It Was A Sturdy And Complex Monument To His Powers Of Determination. Yossarian Never Went There To Help Until It Was Finished; Then He Went There Often, So Pleased Was He With The Large , Fine, Rambling Shingled Building. It Was A Truly Splendid Building, And Yossarian Throbbed With A Mighty Sense Of Accomplishment Each Time He Gazed At It And Reflected That None Of The Work That Had Gone Into It Was His.

I Think That Maybe Inside Any Business, There Is Someone Slowly Going Crazy

If God Was Dead, How Could I Feel This Bad?

Major Major Had Lied, And It Was Good. He Was Not Really Surprised That It Was Good, For He Had Observed That People Who Did Lie Were, On The Whole, More Resourceful And Ambitious And Successful Than People Who Did Not Lie.

They Can Do Anything We Can't Stop Them From Doing.