You Can Close Your Eyes To Reality

The Mob Shouts With One Big Mouth And Eats With A Thousand Little Ones.

I Prefer The Sign No Entrance To The Sign Which Says No Exit.

Many Who Had Been Ahead Of Their Time, Had To Wait For Her In Very Uncomfortable Quarters.

Be Yourself. A Horse Without The Lancer Is Still A Horse; A Lancer Without The Horse Is Just A Man.

In A War Of Ideas It Is People Who Get Killed.