Civilisation is the distance that man has placed between himself and his own excreta. - Brian Aldiss

-Expansion to your ego, friend.
-At your expense.

Many Franks of the sixteenth generation were killed in the muck of the trenches, he died not once but many times, developing an obsessive dread of war which never left him. By the time the Americans entered the war, he was turning his many thoughts to politics.

One afternoon in early January, the weather showed a lack of character. There was no frost nor wind: the trees in the garden did not stir.