Politics Is Like Waking Up In The

Listing Your Personal Milestones Is Like Storing A Pocketful Of Sunshine For A Rainy Day. Sometimes Our Best Is Simply Not Enough.... We Have To Do What Is Required.

I Am Very Glad There Are Quite A Number Of People Born With A Gift And A Liking For All Of This; Like Great Chessplayers Who Play Sixteen Games At Once Blindfold And Die Quite Soon Of Epilepsy. Serve Them Right! I Hope The Mathematicians, However, Are Well Rewarded. I Promise Never To Blackleg Their Profession Nor Take The Bread Out Of Their Mouths.

I Have Never Developed Indigestion From Eating My Words.

What Kind Of People Do They Think We Are? Is It Possible They Do Not Realize That We Shall Never Cease To Persevere Against Them Until They Have Been Taught A Lesson Which They And The World Will Never Forget?

Writing A Book Is An Adventure. To Begin With It Is A Toy And An Amusement. Then It Becomes A Mistress, Then It Becomes A Master, Then It Becomes A Tyrant. The Last Phase Is That Just As You Are About To Be Reconciled To Your Servitude, You Kill The Monster And Fling Him To The Public.