The car he was driving was a shit-box, a real Tin Lizzie, older than Christ.

Bouts of war-weariness now began to grip me from time to time, rather after the fashion of bouts of malaria.

This humour aideth the vnderstanding with two qualities, and gainsetteth it selfe only with one.

If the political totalism of the fascist and communist world once tried, at horrendous human costs, to subordinate all economic, social, and cultural activity to the demands of an overarching state, the economic totalism of unleashed market economics seems now to be trying (at costs yet to be fully reckoned) to subordinate politics, society, and culture to the demands of an overarching market.