If I'd bin Prime Minister I'd 'ave 'ad the Press's gas cut 'orf at the meter. Puffect liberty, of course, nao Censorship; just sy wot yer like- -an' never be 'eard of no more. THE SKIN GAME /gutenberg/etext01/skgam10.txt PASSAGES FROM THE TEXT: It takes generations to learn to live and let live. My dear, I always let people have the last word. It makes them--feel funny. When we began this fight, we had clean hands--are they clean now? What's gentility worth if it can't stand fire? When I deceived him, I'd have deceived God Himself--I was so desperate. You've never been right down in the mud. You can't understand what I've been through. Ye talk about good form and all that sort o' thing. It's just the comfortable doctrine of the man in the saddle; sentimental varnish. SIX SHORT PLAYS: THE FIRST AND THE LAST /gutenberg/etext01/flast10.txt PASSAGES FROM THE TEXT: Perhaps he was hungry. I have been hungry: you do things then that you would not. Millions suffer for no mortal reason. Poor child! When we die, Wanda, let's go together. We should keep each other warm out in the dark. I tell you she's devoted. Did you ever pick up a lost dog? Well, she has the lost dog's love for me. And I for her; we picked each other up. We shall be free in the dark; free of their cursed inhumanities. I hate this world--I loathe it! I hate its God-forsaken savagery; its pride and smugness! Keith's world--all righteous will-power and success. THE LITTLE MAN /gutenberg/etext01/ltman10.txt We allow more freedom to the individual soul. Where there's something little and weak, we feel it kind of noble to give up to it. That way we feel elevated. I judge a hero is just a person that'll help another at the expense of himself. I guess you've got to pinch those waiters some to make 'em skip. I guess you don't know how good you are. You are typical, sir, of the sentiments of modern Christianity. FOUR OF THE SIX SHORT PLAYS /gutenberg/etext01/shply10.txt Hall-Marked Defeat The Sun Punch and Go PASSAGES FROM THE TEXTS: Why don't we live, instead of writing of it? [She points out unto the moonlight] What do we get out of life? Money, fame, fashion, talk, learning? Yes. And what good are they? I want to live! I don't hate even the English--I despise them. I despise my people too; even more, because they began this war. Oh! I know that. I despise all the peoples. Why haf they made the world so miserable--why haf they killed all our lives--hundreds and thousands and millions of lives--all for noting?