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  You stand convicted of sickness, hunger, wretchedness, and want....
• Ye sons of France, awake to glory! Hark! hark! what myriads bid you rise!
  Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, Behold their tears and hear their cries!...
• You will never know hunger.
• If you want to get the plain truth, Be not concerned with right and wrong.
  The conflict between right and wrong Is the sickness of the mind. -- Seng-Ts'a...
• If you want to get high on pot, stand on a toilet.
• Spirits of peace, where are ye? Are ye all gone? And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye?
  -- William Shakespeare...