What A Fool I Have Been!

The Pictorial Battlefield Becomes A Sea Of Mud Mercifully Veiled By The Fog Of War.

The Loyalties Which Center Upon Number One Are Enormous. If He Trips, He Must Be Sustained. If He Make Mistakes, They Must Be Covered. If He Sleeps, He Must Not Be Wantonly Disturbed. If He Is No Good, He Must Be Pole-axed.

The Cultivation Of A Hobby And New Forms Of Interest Is A Policy Of First Importance To A Public Man.

We Shall Draw From The Heart Of Suffering Itself The Means Of Inspiration And Survival.

Democracy Means That When There's A Knock In The Door At 3 Am, It's Probably The Milkman.