Religion Is The Opium Of The Poor.

Poor Faulkner. Does He Really Think Big Emotions Come From Big Words?

French Is The Language Of Diplomacy. Spanish Is The Language Of Bureaucracy.

Everybody Has Strange Things That Mean Things To Them. You Couldn't Help It.

One Cat Just Leads To Another. The Place Is So Damned Big It Doesn't Really Seem As Though There Were Many Cats Until You See Them All Moving Like A Mass Migration At Feeding Time.

You Must Be Prepared To Work Always Without Applause.