As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers so those with irrational fear of life become publishers.
Progress might have been all right once but it has gone on too long.
What we call progress is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal.
I have found little that is good about human beings. In my experience most of them are trash.
Man is more ape than many of the apes.
What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets.
Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without asking a clear question.