There Is Only One Answer To Defeat

Oh, What Is The Matter With Poor Puggy-wug? Pet Him And Kiss Him And Give Him A Hug. Run And Fetch Him A Suitable Drug. Wrap Him Up Tenderly All In A Rug. That Is The Way To Cure Puggy-wug.

This Revelation Of The Secrets Of Nature, Long Mercifully Withheld From Man, Should Arouse The Most Solemn Reflections In The Mind And Conscience Of Every Human Being Capable Of Comprehension. We Must Indeed Pray That These Awful Agencies Will Be Made To Conduce To Peace Among The Nations, And That Instead Of Wreaking Measureless Havoc Upon The Entire Globe, May Become A Perennial Fountain Of World Prosperity.

If You Cannot Read All Your Books...fondle Them---peer Into Them, Let Them Fall Open Where They Will, Read From The First Sentence That Arrests The Eye, Set Them Back On The Shelves With Your Own Hands, Arrange Them On Your Own Plan So That You At Least Know Where They Are. Let Them Be Your Friends; Let Them, At Any Rate, Be Your Acquaintances.

Lenin Was Sent Into Russia By The Germans In The Same Way That You Might Send A Phial Containing A Culture Of Typhoid Or Cholera To Be Poured Into The Water Supply Of A Great City, And It Worked With Amazing Accuracy.

My Only Consolation For The Failure Of The Dardanelles Was That God Wished Things To Be Prolonged In Order To Sicken Mankind Of War, And That Therefore He Had Interfered With A Project That Would Have Brought The War To A Speedier Conclusion.