Love Is Merely The Name For The

Under Every Stone Lurks A Politician.

Tis Not For Us To Warn A Wilful Sinner; We Stay Him Not, But Let Him Run His Course, Till By Misfortunes Rous'd, His Conscience Wakes, And Prompts Him To Appease Th' Offended Gods.

A Demagogue Must Be Neither An Educated Nor An Honest Man; He Has To Be An Ignoramus And A Rogue.

The Truth Is Forced Upon Us, Very Quickly, By A Foe.

Even If You Persuade Me, You Won’t Persuade Me.