Each One Hopes That If He Feeds

In Battles Two Things Are Usually Required Of The Commander-in-chief: To Make A Good Plan For His Army And, Secondly, To Keep A Strong Reserve.

They Say That Nobody Is Perfect. Then They Tell You Practice Makes Perfect. I Wish They'd Make Up Their Minds.

I Now Began For The First Time To Envy Those Young Cubs At The University Who Had Fine Scholars To Tell Them What Was What; Professors Who Had Devoted Their Lives To Mastering And Focusing Ideas In Every Branch Of Learning; Who Were Eager To Distribute The Treasures They Had Gathered Before They Were Overtaken By The Night. But Now I Pity Undergraduates, When I See What Frivolous Lives Many Of Them Lead In The Midst Of Precious Fleeting Opportunity. After All, A Man's Life Must Be Nailed To A Cross Either Of Thought Or Action. Without Work There Is No Play.

I Am Fond Of Pigs. Dogs Look Up To Us. Cats Look Down On Us. Pigs Treat Us As Equals.

Decided Only To Be Undecided, Resolved To Be Irresolute, Adamant For Drift, Solid For Fluidity, All-powerful To Be Impotent.