Oh, your precious `lame ducks'! |
One's eyes are what one is, one's mouth is what one becomes. |
Religion was nearly dead because there was no longer real belief in future life; but something was struggling to take its place -- service -- social service -- the ants creed, the bees creed. |
See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron |
The French cook; we open tins. |
There is one rule for politicians all over the world: Don't say in Power what you say in opposition; if you do, you only have to carry out what the other fellows have found impossible. |
We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it. |
When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing -- deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different. |