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“I see you once said in a speech that Nelson Mandela deserved to be hanged.” Garmony, who was due to visit South Africa the following month, smiled calmly. The speech had recently been dug up, rather scurrilously, by Vernon’s paper. “I don’t think you can reasonably nail people to things they said as hot-head undergraduates.” Almost thirty years ago. I bet you said or
thought some pretty shocking things yourself."

The sun to the west lay in a holocaust where there rose a steady column of small desert bats and to the north along the trembling perimeter of the world dust was blowing down the void like the
smoke of distant armies.

There are four characteristics which brand a country unmistakably as a dictatorship: one-party rule—executions without trial or with a mock trial, for political offenses—the nationalization or
expropriation of private property—and censorship.

Rationality is man’s basic virtue, the source of all his other virtues. Man’s
basic vice, the source of all his evils, is the act of unfocusing his mind, the
suspension of his consciousness, which is not blindness, but the refusal to
see, not ignorance, but the refusal to know.

"The sun was just down and to the west lay reefs of bloodred clouds up out of which rose little desert nighthawks like fugitives from some great fire at the earth's end."

"I am afraid that women appreciate cruelty, downright cruelty, more than
anything else. They have wonderfully primitive instincts. We have emancipated
them, but they remain slaves looking for their masters, all the same. They love
being dominated."

"I am afraid that women appreciate cruelty, downright cruelty, more than
anything else. They have wonderfully primitive instincts. We have emancipated
them, but they remain slaves looking for their masters, all the same. They love
being dominated."

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