The Future Never Just Happened. It Was

Most Of Us Spend Too Much Time On The Last Twenty-four Hours And Too Little On The Last Six Thousand Years.

We Are What We Repeatedly Do. Excellence, Then, Is Not An Act, But A Habit.

The Love We Have In Our Youth Is Superficial Compared To The Love That An Old Man Has For His Old Wife.

It May Be True That You Can't Fool All The People All The Time, But You Can Fool Enough Of Them To Rule A Large Country.

[h]istory Assures Us That Civilizations Decay Quite Leisurely.