Wisdom Is Like A Baobab Tree; No

The Bolshevists Would Blow Up The Fabric With High Explosive, With Horror. Others Would Pull Down With The Crowbars And With Cranks--especially With Cranks. . . . Sweating, Slums, The Sense Of Semi-slavery In Labour, Must Go. We Must Cultivate A Sense Of Manhood By Treating Men As Men.

It Is Always Too Late, Or Too Little, Or Both. And That Is The Road To Disaster.

If You Want To Understand A Subject Promise To Speak On It.

If You Want To Succeed In Politics You Must Keep Your Conscience Firmly Under Control.

Sincerity Is The Surest Road To Confidence.