But I would like to kill my enemy: Oh, yes, more than one enemy.

But not as a unit in a vast obscene mechanism.

That never: no, never." Poor Lilly was too earnest and vehement.

Aaron made a fine nose.

It seemed to him like a lot of words and a bit of wriggling out of a hole.
"Well," he said, "you've got men and nations, and you've got the machines of war--so how are you going to get out of it?
League of Nations ?" "Damn all leagues.