The Poverty From Which I Have Suffered

It's Been Agony But I Couldn't Have Done It Any Other Way.

Vienna Is Cold, And Dark, And Sad. It Is Laid Out As Though For A Royal Parade; The Streets Are Wide And They're Flanked By Monumental Buildings, Decorated With The Faces Of Angry Gods. And On The Roof Are Statues Of National Heroes, Wielding Weapons Of Destruction.

No Effort Is Required To Define Or Even Attain Happiness, But Enormous Concentration Is Needed To Abandon Everything Else.

I'm Happy. I Don't Ever Have To Pay Anything, And I Don't Ever Have To Wash The Dishes, And I Don't Ever Have To Behave Nicely.

In England, The System Is Benign And The People Are Hostile. In America, The People Are Friendlyand The System Is Brutal!