History Isn't What Happened, History Is Just

The Best Form Of Government Is One That Is Dying, Because That Means It’s Giving Way To Something Else.

I Don't Believe In God, But I Miss Him.

Wisdom Consists Partly In Not Pretending Anymore, In Discarding Artifice.

Later On In Life, You Expect A Bit Of Rest, Don't You? You Think You Deserve It. I Did, Anyway. But Then You Begin To Understand That The Reward Of Merit Is Not Life's Business.

When You’re Young You Prefer The Vulgar Months, The Fullness Of The Seasons. As You Grow Older You Learn To Like The In-between Times, The Months That Can’t Make Up Their Minds. Perhaps It’s A Way Of Admitting That Things Can’t Ever Bear The Same Certainty Again.