It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.

On one level it is humorous, ridiculous and absurd. On another level it is scary.

We of the sinking middle class may sink without further struggles into the working class where we belong, and probably when we get there it will not be so dreadful as we feared, for, after all, we have nothing to lose.

Political chaos is connected with the decay of language... one can probably bring about some improvement by starting at the verbal end.

Myths which are believed in tend to become true.

If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever.