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“Last winter I went down to my native town, where I found the streets much narrower and shorter than I thought I had left them, inhabited by a new race of people, to whom I was very little known. My play-fellows were grown old, and forced me to suspect that I was no longer young. My only remaining friend has changed his principles, and was become the tool of the predominant faction. My daughter-in-law, from whom I expected most, and whom I met with sincere benevolence, has lost the beauty and gaiety of youth, without having gained much of the wisdom of age. I wandered about for five days, and took the first convenient opportunity of returning to a place, where, if there is not much happiness, there is, at least, such a diversity of good and evil, that slight vexations do not fix upon the heart.”
― Samuel Johnson, The Life of Samuel Johnson

“Your universe has no meaning to them. They will not try to understand. They will be tired, they will be cold, they will make a fire with your beautiful oak door...”
― Jean Raspail, The Camp of the Saints

“When we win, do not forget that these people want you broke, dead, your kids raped and brainwashed, and they think it's funny.”
― Sam Hyde

“there are some people who must always go somewhere.
‘let’s go to a movie!�
‘let’s go boating!�
‘let’s get laid!�
‘screw all that stuff,â€� I always say, ‘just let me sit here.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness