The Best Way To Keep One's Word

For Today, We Celebrate The First Glorious Anniversary Of The Information Purification Directives. We Have Created, For The First Time In All History, A Garden Of Pure Ideology. Where Each Worker May Bloom Secure From The Pests Of Contradictory And Confusing Truths. Our Unification Of Thought Is More Powerful A Weapon Than Any Fleet Or Army On Earth. We Are One People. With One Will. One Resolve. One Cause. Our Enemies Shall Talk Themselves To Death. And We Will Bury Them With Their Own Confusion. We Shall Prevail!

This Soldier, I Realized, Must Have Had Friends At Home And In His Regiment; Yet He Lay There Deserted By All Except His Dog. I Looked On, Unmoved, At Battles Which Decided The Future Of Nations. Tearless, I Had Given Orders Which Brought Death To Thousands. Yet Here I Was Stirred, Profoundly Stirred, Stirred To Tears. And By What? By The Grief Of One Dog. Napoleon Bonaparte, On Finding A Dog Beside The Body Of His Dead Master, Licking His Face And Howling, On A Moonlit Field After A Battle. Napoleon Was Haunted By This Scene Until His Own Death.

There Is No Class Of People So Hard To Manage In A State, As Those Whose Intentions Are Honest, But Whose Consciences Are Bewitched.

The True Policy Of Government Is To Make Use Of Aristocracy, But Under The Forms And In The Spirit Of Democracy.

A True Master Of Politics Is Able To Calculate, Down To The Smallest Fraction, The Advantages To Which He May Put His Very Faults.