What A Fool I Have Been!

What Is The Use Of Living, If It Be Not To Strive For Noble Causes And To Make This Muddled World A Better Place For Those Who Will Live In It After We Are Gone? How Else Can We Put Ourselves In Harmonious Relation With The Great Verities And Consolations Of The Infinite And The Eternal? And I Avow My Faith That We Are Marching Towards Better Days. Humanity Will Not Be Cast Down. We Are Going On Swinging Bravely Forward Along The Grand High Road And Already Behind The Distant Mountains Is The Promise Of The Sun.

Meeting Franklin Roosevelt Was Like Opening Your First Bottle Of Champagne; Knowing Him Was Like Drinking It.

What Is The True And Original Root Of Dutch Aversion To British Rule? It Is The Abiding Fear And Hatred Of The Movement That Seeks To Place The Native On A Level With The White Man ... The Kaffir Is To Be Declared The Brother Of The European, To Be Constituted His Legal Equal, To Be Armed With Political Rights.

An Extra Yawn One Morning In The Springtime, An Extra Snooze One Night In The Autumn Is All That We Ask In Return For Dazzling Gifts. We Borrow An Hour One Night In April; We Pay It Back With Golden Interest Five Months Later.

Without Victory There Is No Survival!