The year was 2081, and everyone was finally equal. – Kurt Vonnegut
Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say? – Kurt Vonnegut

The year was 2081, and everyone was finally equal. – Kurt Vonnegut
Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say? – Kurt Vonnegut
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. – Kurt Vonnegut
Be careful what you pretend to be because you are what you pretend to be. – Kurt Vonnegut