A woman who spends her time worrying about pregnancy is a virtual cripple; she'll never go very far.― - Louis-Ferdinand Céline

Above all communism is a poetic vocation. Without poetry, without a burning, purifying altruistic fervor, communism is only a farce, the receptacle of all anger, of all plebian resentment, the decadent playhouse of sharks, of all the tragic pimps, of all Jews, performing their Talmudic imposture.

We are, by nature, so futile that distraction alone can prevent us from dying altogether.

I should be able to get the alligators to dance to the tune of the pan pipe.