Ah, If I Were Not King, I

The Last Argument Of Kings.

The Years Go By One After The Other; Time Slips Past Us With Out Our Being Aware Of It; We Grow Old Like Ordinary Men And We Shall End Like Them.

Every Time I Appoint Someone To A Vacant Position, I Make A Hundred Unhappy And One Ungrateful.

Ah, If I Were Not King, I Should Lose My Temper.

Only Small Minds Want Always To Be Right.