I Hate Indians. They Are A Beastly

I Hope I Shall Never See The Day When The Force Of Right Is Deprived Of The Right Of Force.

War Is A Game That Is Played With A Smile. If You Can't Smile, Grin. If You Can't Grin, Keep Out Of The Way Till You Can.

The Dictator, In All His Pride, Is Held In The Grip Of His Party Machine. He Can Go Forward; He Cannot Go Back. He Must Blood His Hounds And Show Them Sport, Or Else, Like Actaeon Of Old, Be Devoured By Them. All-strong Without, He Is All-weak Within.

Mountaintops Inspire Leaders But Valleys Mature Them.

He Looks Like A Female Llama Who Has Been Surprised In The Bath.