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The Life We Led Was A Proof Of Man's Capacity For Adaptation.i Think That Even The Condemned Souls In Purgatory After Time Develop A Sort Of Homely Routine.that Is ,by The Way, Why Most Prison Memoirs Are Unreadable.the Difficulty Of Conveying To The Reader An Idea Of A Nightmare World From Which He Has Emerged Makes The Author Depict The Prisoner's State Of Mind As An Uninterruped Continuity Of Despair.he Fears To Appear Frivolous Or To Spoil His Effect By Admitting That Even In The Depths Of Misery Cheerfulness Keeps Breaking In.

Wars Are Not Fought For Territory, But For Words. Man's Deadliest Weapon Is Language. He Is As Susceptible To Being Hypnotized By Slogans As He Is To Infectious Diseases. And Where There Is An Epidemic, The Group-mind Takes Over.

Habit Is The Denial Of Creativity And The Negation Of Freedom; A Self-imposed Straitjacket Of Which The Wearer Is Unaware.

Some Tribes [of Monkeys] Have Taken To Washing Potatoes In The River Before Eating Them, Others Have Not. Sometimes Migrating Groups Of Potato-washers Meet Non-washers, And The Two Groups Watch Each Other's Strange Behavior With Apparent Bewilderment. But Unlike The Inhabitants Of Lilliput, Who Fought Holy Crusades Over The Question At Which End To Break The Egg, The Potato-washing Monkeys Do Not Go To War With The Non-washers, Because The Poor Creatures Have No Language Which Would Enable Them To Declare Washing A Diving Commandment And Eating Unwashed Potatoes A Deadly Heresy.

In The Course Of The Last Century Science Has Become So Dizzy With Its Successes, That It Has Forgotten To Ask The Pertinent Questions- Or Refused To Ask Them Under The Pretext That They Are Meaningless, And In Any Case Not The Scientists Concern.