One Of The Reasons The English Got

When I Read It ["tough Guys Don't Dance"], I Don't Wince, Which Is All I Ever Ask For A Book I Write.

Is One Human? Or Merely Alive? Like A Blade Of Grass Equal To All Existance In The Moment It Is Torn? Yes. If Pain Is Fundament, Then A Blade Of Grass Can Know All There Is.

The Century Would Seek To Dominate Nature As It Had Never Been Dominated, Would Attack The Idea Of War, Poverty And Natural Catastrophe As Never Before. The Century Would Create Death, Devastation And Pollution As Never Before. Yet The Century Was Now Attached To The Idea That Man Must Take His Conception Of Life Out To The Stars.

So The Blind Will Lead The Blind, And The Deaf Shout Warnings To One Another Until Their Voices Are Lost.

We Didn't Win The Cold War, We Were Just A Big Bank That Bankrupted A Smaller Bank Because We Had An Arms Race That Wiped The Russians Out.