Unfortunately It Is The Weak Who Destroy

Luck's Just Another Word For Destiny... Either You Make Your Own Or You're Screwed.

There Was Nothing Dishonourable In Not Being Blown About By Every Little Modern Wind. Better To Have Worth, To Entrench, To Be An Oak Of One's Own Generation.

The Cat Sat On The Mat Is Not A Story. The Cat Sat On The Other Cat’s Mat Is A Story.

America Has Entered One Of Its Periods Of Historic Madness, But This Is The Worst I Can Remember.

The One Thing You Can Bet Is That Spying Is Never Over. Spying Is Like The Wiring In This Building: It's Just A Question Of Who Takes It Over And Switches On The Lights. It Will Go On And On And On.