Say what you like about my bloody murderous government,’ I says, ‘but don’t insult me poor bleedin’ country.
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Grown men do not need leaders.
Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.
If the end does not justify the means – what can?
A drink a day keeps the shrink away.
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