The Least Stupid Question A Man Asks

... We Do Not Remember People As They Were. What We Remember Is The Effect They Had On Us Then, But We Remember It Through An Emotion Charged With All That Has Since Happened To Us.

A Nation Has Honor Precisely As It Has Fleas - On This Or That Body. The Statesman Who Talks Of Honor - Unless He Means Something Else, Quite Different - Is A Rogue.

Very Rare, The Intelligence Of The Heart. The Intelligence Of The Whimsical Brain Is Less Rare, Less Attaching, Sometimes Tedious.

To Reject Censorship After Studying The Risks Involved Is Very Well. To Reject It Ex Cathedra, In The Tones Of Calvin Pronouncing A Dogma, Eyes And Mind Closed To The Possible Consequences, The Even Marginally Possible, Is To Make Things Too Comfortable For Oneself.

There Is A Stage In Any Misery When The Victim Begins To Find A Deep Satisfaction In It.