Kill The Pig. Cut Her Throat. Spill

As Soon As Oliver Twist Is Serialized, People Who Would Never Dream Of Reading [charles] Dickens, If They Hadn't Seen Him On Their Box, Buy The Paperback.

The Trouble Was, If You Were A Chief You Had To Think, You Had To Be Wise.

Language Fits Over Experience Like A Straight-jacket.

A Crowd Of Grade-three Thinkers, All Shouting The Same Thing, All Warming Their Hands At The Fire Of Their Own Prejudices, Will Not Thank You For Pointing Out The Contradictions In Their Beliefs. Man Is A Gregarious Animal, And Enjoys Agreement As Cows Will Graze All The Same Way On The Side Of A Hill.

What Are We? Humans? Or Animals? Or Savages?