We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when read more

We like so much to hear people talk of us and of our motives, that we are charmed even when they abuse us.

Calculated risks of abuse are taken in order to preserve higher values.

Calculated risks of abuse are taken in order to preserve higher values.

One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without read more

One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.

Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar

Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar

There is no greater breach of the public trust than knowingly misleading the country into war. In a democracy, we read more

There is no greater breach of the public trust than knowingly misleading the country into war. In a democracy, we simply cannot tolerate the abuse of this trust by the government.

The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came read more

The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came back. One by one the men hooked up the hogs and slit their throats. There was a line of hogs with squeals and lifeblood ebbing away.. until at last each vanished into a huge vat of boiling water (some still alive). The hogs were so innocent. They came so very trustingly. They were so very human in their protests. They had done nothing to deserve it.
in the book THE JUNGLE.

The Texas 'redistricting' has
outed Tom Delay.

The Texas 'redistricting' has
outed Tom Delay.

A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake read more

A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs,,
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, you're hurt exclaim.

A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, read more

A beast does not know that he is a beast, and the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.