Men Can Have Friends, Statesmen Cannot.

A Great Country Worthy Of The Name Does Not Have Any Friends.

The Future Does Not Belong To Men.

There Can Be No Other Criterion, No Other Standard Than Gold. Yes, Gold Which Never Changes, Which Can Be Shaped Into Ingots, Bars, Coins, Which Has No Nationality And Which Is Eternally And Universally Accepted As The Unalterable Fiduciary Value Par Excellence.

Nothing Great Will Ever Be Achieved Without Great Men, And Men Are Great Only If They Are Determined To Be So.

There Can Be No Prestige Without Mystery, For Familiarity Breeds Contempt.