The Righteous One Has No Sense Of

I Don't Know What A Man Is. Only That Every Man Has His Price.

Erst Kommt Das Fressen, Dann Kommt Die Moral.

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.

...it Is Simplicity That Is Difficult To Make.

There Are Some With Brains And Some Without. It Makes For A Better Division Of Labour.