There would be no fighting, no killing; we--our whole social system--would break as a beam snaps, because we were worm-eaten with altruism and ethics.

We, at our worst, had a certain limit, a certain stage where we exclaimed: "No, this is playing it too low down," because we had scruples that acted like handicapping weights.

She uttered, I think, only two sentences of connected words: "We shall race with you and we shall not be weighted," and, "We shall merely sink you lower by our weight." All the rest went like this: "But then," I would say ...

"we shall not be able to trust anyone.
Anyone may be one of you...." She would answer: "Anyone." She prophesied a reign of terror for us.

As one passed one's neighbour in the street one would cast sudden, piercing glances at him.
I was silent.