But hell$$$ I do like to write letters. Much easier than writing books.
Anarchism? You bet your sweet betsy. The only cure for the ills of democracy is more democracy. Much more.
In the land of bleating sheep and braying jackasses$$$ one brave and honest man is bound to create a scandal.
Whatever we cannot understand easily we call God; this saves wear and tear on the brain tissues.
The foundations of national morality must be laid in private families.
How very wet this water is.
What is nonsense$$$ and what is not$$$ then$$$ may be merely a matter of perspective.
Apart from blunt truth$$$ our lives sink decadently amid the perfume of hints and suggestions.
It requires a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.
The only simplicity to be trusted is the simplicity to be found on the far side of complexity.