And the simple people are trash. A herd of sheep that are good for shearing, but sometimes it's more profitable to slaughter them.

“I get the same buzz cleaning up the yard as Leo Tolstoy did from scything hay.”

“That's the hardest thing of all--never to become cynical, never to lose faith, …”

“...qualcosa che si impara con l'età, la capacità di non affrettarsi quando si è…”

“We are our own gods and our own demons”