Courtesy Is Not Dead - It Has

It Is Strange What A Contempt Men Have For The Joys That Are Offered Them Freely.

Let Us Lose None Of Their Humble Words, Let Us Note Their Slightest Gestures, And Tell Me, Tell Me That We Will Think Of Them Together, Now And Later, When We Realise The Misery Of The Times And The Magnitude Of Their Sacrifice.

No Doubt About It: Error Is The Rule, Truth Is The Accident Of Error.

I Can No Longer Think What I Want To Think. My Thoughts Have Been Replaced By Moving Images.

There Is No French Town In Which The Wounds Inflicted On The Battle-field Are Not Bleeding.