...inside Every Old Person Is A Young

All Property Is Theft, Except Mine.

In The End The Problem Isn't That You Have The Wrong Sort Of Government For The People, But That You Have The Wrong Sort Of People.

We Are Here And It Is Now. The Way I See It Is, After That, Everything Tends Towards Guesswork.

There Is Always Time For Another Last Minute

Life Doesn't Happen In Chapters - At Least, Not Regular Ones.