When I'm In Office I Always Keep

I Am Weary Of A Task Which Is Done And I Hope I Shall Not Shrink When The Aftermath Ends. My Only Wish Is To Live Peacefully Out The Remaining Years - If Years They Be.

There Comes Into The Life Of Every Man A Task For Which He And He Alone Is Uniquely Suited. What A Shame If That Moment Finds Him Either Unwilling Or Unprepared For That Which Would Become His Finest Hour.

A Man Can Wear Out A Particular Part Of His Mind By Continually Using And Tiring It, Just In The Same Way He Can Wear Out The Elbows Of His Coat.

I Have Lived Seventy-eight Years Without Hearing Of Bloody Places Like Cambodia.

At The Depths Of That Dusty Soul There Is Nothing But Abject Surrender.