A satirist is a man whose flesh creeps so at the ugly and the savage and the incongruous aspects of society that he has to express them as brutally and nakedly as possible in order to get relief. |
If there is a special Hell for writers it would be in the forced contemplation of their own works. |
In times of change and danger when there is a quicksand of fear under men's reasoning, a sense of continuity with generations gone before can stretch like a lifeline across the scary present. |
Individuality is freedom lived |
Individuality is freedom lived |
Individuality is freedom lived |
Marxism has not only failed to promote human freedom, it has failed to produce food |
Marxism has not only failed to promote human freedom, it has failed to produce food |
People don't choose their careers; they are engulfed by them. |
We are two nations, |