Good Writing Is Like A Windowpane.

Tragedy, He Precieved, Belonged To The Ancient Time, To A Time When There Were Still Privacy, Love, And Friendship, And When The Members Of A Family Stood By One Another Without Needing To Know The Reason.

Power Is Not A Means; It Is An End.

The Common People, On The Whole, Are Still Living In The World Of Absolute Good And Evil From Which The Intellectuals Have Long Since Escaped.

Weakness Is Strength.

Donkeys Live A Long Time. None Of You Has Ever Seen A Dead Donkey.