Said the gravedigger to the drunk: “With the smell of beer I try to get the smell of death off me. And only the smell of death will get the smell of beer off you.”

-Paraphrased from Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller

It is a strange fact, but incontestible, that the philanthropist, who ardent in his desire to do good, who patient, reasonable and gentle, yet disdains to use other argument than truth, has less influence over men’s minds, than he who, grasping and selfish, refuses not to adopt any means, nor awaken any passion, nor diffuse any falsehood, for the advancement of his cause.

-Mary Shelley, The Last Man