“One thing that you can be sure of in this world, is that nobody's responsible. The starving millions? That's someone else's fault - let them eat cake! The H-bomb? They're blown to smithereens? - God must have dropped it! The chocolate vending machine's out of order? It doesn't belong to the publican or his wife, certainly not! Nobody is who it belongs to, and nobody deals with official complaints! It restocks itself, of its own accord, totally self-perpetuating! But somebody's pocketing the non-returnable two bob bits ; if you want to know their names you can go to the devil!”
Book:My Fault
