London Is A Roost For Every Bird.

The World Is Weary Of Statesmen Whom Democracy Has Degraded Into Politicians.

Age Is Frequently Beautiful, Wisdom Appearing Like An Aftermath.

A Sophisticated Rhetorician, Inebriated With The Exuberance Of His Own Verbosity.

All Of Us Encounter, At Least Once In Our Life, Some Individual Who Utters Words That Make Us Think Forever. There Are Men Whose Phrases Are Oracles; Who Condense In One Sentence The Secrets Of Life; Who Blurt Out An Aphorism That Forms A Character Or Illustrates An Existence.

If You Establish A Democracy, You Must In Due Time Reap The Fruits Of A Democracy. You Will In Due Season Have Great Impatience Of Public Burdens, Combined In Due Season With Great Increase Of Public Expenditure. You Will In Due Season Have Wars Entered Into From Passion And Not From Reason; And You Will In Due Season Submit To Peace Ignominiously Sought And Ignominiously Obtained, Which Will Diminish Your Authority And Perhaps Endanger Your Independence. You Will In Due Season Find Your Property Is Less Valuable, And Your Freedom Less Complete.