The Shortest Road To Ruin Is To

Give Us The Tools, And We Will Finish The Job

Everyone Threw The Blame On Me ... They Nearly Always Do. I Suppose ... They Think I Shall Be Able To Bear It Best.

The Chief Aim Of Wisdom Is To Enable One To Bear With The Stupidity Of The Ignorant.

Now At Last The Slowly Gathered, Long-pent-up Fury Of The Storm Broke Upon Us. Four Or Five Millions Of Men Met Each Other In The First Shock Of The Most Merciless Of All The Wars Of Which Record Has Been Kept.

One Might As Well Legalise Sodomy As Recognise The Bolsheviks.