Lies Are The Religion Of Slaves And

Everything Which Is Good In Me Should Be Credited To Books.

Politics Is The Soil In Which The Nettle Of Poisonous Enmity, Evil Suspicions, Shameless Lies, Slander, Morbid Ambitions, And Disrespect For The Individual Grows Rapidly And Luxuriantly. Name Anything Bad In Man And It Is Precisely In The Soil Of Political Struggle That It Grows With Particular Liveliness And Abundance.

Just Think, Reader, What Will Happen To You If The Truth Of A Mad Beast Overpowers The Sane Truth Of Man?

Truth Doesn't Always Heal A Wounded Soul.

When Everything Is Easy One Quickly Gets Stupid.