In My Old Age There Is A

One Believes Others Will Do What He Will Do To Himself.

Peace Is The Virtue Of Civilization. War Is Its Crime.

At A Certain Depth Of Distress, The Poor, In Their Stupor, Groan No Longer Over Evil, And Are No Longer Thankful For Good.

France Is Great Because She Is France.

No Army Can Withstand The Strength Of An Idea Whose Time Has Come.