History Is Littered With The Wars Which

It So Happens That I Never Talk About Race. I Do Not Know What Race Is.

All Political Lives, Unless They Are Cut Off In Midstream At A Happy Juncture, End In Failure, Because That Is The Nature Of Politics And Of Human Affairs.

'helping Industry' Is The Elephant Pit Of Socialism, A Deep Hole With Sharp Spikes At The Bottom, Covered Over With Twigs And Fresh Grass.

You Have To Give The Electorate A Tune They Can Whistle.

As I Look Ahead, I Am Filled With Foreboding. Like The Roman, I Seem To See "the River Tiber Foaming With Much Blood.