Sometimes I Ask Myself Whether [indira Gandhi]

Is It Right To Shoot The Poor Prostitute Or A Woman Who Is Unfaithful To Her Husband, Or A Man Who Loves Another Man?

Hearing Him Speak Is So Fun, Reassuring I Dare Say. You Can Say All You Like About Sihanouk: That He's An Atrocious Liar, A Madman, A Fraud, A Swashbuckler, An International Blot. You May Think That, But You Cannot Deny How In This Age In Which The Political Arena Seems To Generate Only Dull, Obtuse And Boring Characters With No Imagination, He's A Kind Of Miracle.

If You Put A Pistol Against My Head And Ask Which I Think Is Worse, Muslims Or Mexicans, I'd Have To Think A Moment, Then I'd Say The Muslims Because They've Broken My Balls.

I Find It Shameful That In Nearly All The Universities Of Europe, Palestinian Students Sponsor And Nurture Anti-semitism.

I Don't Even Know If I Will Be Around Next Year. My Cancers Are So Bad That I Think I've Arrived At The End Of The Road. What A Pity. I Would Like To Live Not Only Because I Love Life So Much, But Because I'd Like To See The Result Of The Trial. I Do Think I Will Be Found Guilty.