Let The Enemies Of Life Step Down.

How Should I Know Why! I Didn't Invent Human Beings, Iggy.

Goodness Is Achieved Not In A Vacuum, But In The Company Of Other Men, Attended By Love.

A Novel Is Balanced Between A Few True Impressions And The Multitude Of False Ones That Make Up Most Of What We Call Life.

How Could I Be Anything But A Dissenter? Who Wants The Opinion Of A Group?

Also, He Was Smoking A Cigar, And When A Man Is Smoking A Cigar, Wearing A Hat, He Has An Advantage; It Is Harder To Find Out How He Feels.