The Political Machine Triumphs Because It Is

Forced To Choose, The Poor, Like The Rich, Love Money More Than Political Liberty; And The Only Political Freedom Capable Of Enduring Is One That Is So Pruned As To Keep The Rich From Denuding The Poor By Ability Or Subtlety And The Poor From Robbing The Rich By Violence Or Votes.

To Speak Ill Of Others Is A Dishonest Way Of Praising Ourselves; Let Us Be Above Such Transparent Egotism. If You Can't Say Good And Encouraging Things, Say Nothing. Nothing Is Often A Good Thing To Do, And Always A Clever Thing To Say.

Every Vice Was Once A Virtue, And May Become Respectable Again, Just As Hatred Becomes Respectable In Wartime.

Who Will Dare To Write A History Of Human Goodness?

The Past Is Not Dead. Indeed, It Is Often Not Even Past.