Apologies Only Account For That Which They

Consider Ireland.... You Have A Starving Population, An Absentee Aristocracy, And An Alien Church, And In Addition The Weakest Executive In The World. That Is The Irish Question.

In The Hands Of A Genius, Engineering Turns To Magic, Philosophy Becomes Poetry, And Science Pure Imagination.

Money Is Power, And Rare Are The Heads That Can Withstand The Possession Of Great Power.

Tobacco Is The Tomb Of Love.

If You're Not Very Clever You Should Be Conciliatory.