, Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short. We are born, we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies, and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of our strength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty.
AND NEVER COME BACK!
*WRITES ANAIMAL FARM*
The farm all to my self and no one to stop me.
We will be making a windmill right here it will take us up to 2 years to build.