Whoever Speaks Of Europe Is Wrong: It

A Journalist Is A Person Who Has Mistaken Their Calling.

Earthly Majesty Is Always Akin To The Fallen Angel, Who Is Proud And Unhappy, Beautiful But Troubled, And Whose Plans And Efforts, Though Vast, Are Denied Access.

The Statesman's Task Is To Hear God's Footsteps Marching Through History, And To Try And Catch On To His Coattails As He Marches Past.

The Luxury Of One's Own Opinion.

Love Is Blind; Friendship Tries Not To Notice.