Civilization is merely an advance in taste: accepting, all the time, nicer things, and rejecting nasty ones.
“I've led this empty life for over forty years and now I can pass that heritage on and ensure that the misery will continue for at least one more generation.”
“And he that said that a horse was not dressed, whose curb was not loose, said right; and it is equally true that the curb can never play, when in its right place, except the horse be upon his haunches.”