“Poor devil! None of us can have the remotest idea of the agony it is to be despised and rejected of men. A cancer in the soul and then madness. The feeling of there being a curtain, more invisible than gauze, stronger than iron, between one’s self and one’s fellow man. To cry out of the abyss and to know that there will be no answer, that one is buried alive.” LonelinessMadness Book:A Question of Proof Source: A Question of Proof
“For the price of a few battleships, we could give you a healthy nation. We have the knowledge, the skill, the material resources; but those in power prefer to use them for destroying their competitors and safeguarding their own profits.” CapitalismEquityStandard Of Living Book:There's Trouble Brewing Source: There's Trouble Brewing
“Deliberately and rudely, Nigel got up, turned the back of his chair to the house. He had seen it last June, lapped in its rose sleep. He had seen it last week, looking flushed, a little frowsty, but more vital, more of this world, as if it had just wakened up. And this afternoon, Plash Meadow was changed again for him. It had come nearer. It was appealing now, he fancifully put it, not through its beauty any more, but out of its frailty: the fine features, the disdainful look had melted into an expression of pretty helplessness. Or was it something worse? Was it apprehension? Panic? Guilt?” MysteryCountry House Book:Head of a Traveler Source: Head of a Traveler