I Myself Find Waiting More Tiring Than

I Built With My Own Hands ... A Large Swimming-pool Which Was Filtered To Limpidity And Could Be Heated To Supplement Our Fickle Sunshine.

What Is The Use Of Living, If It Be Not To Strive For Noble Causes.

The Inherent Blessing Of Socialism Is The Equal Sharing Of Misery.

Every Day You May Make Progress. Every Step May Be Fruitful. Yet There Will Stretch Out Before You An Ever-lengthening, Ever-ascending, Ever-improving Path. You Know You Will Never Get To The End Of The Journey. But This, So Far From Discouraging, Only Adds To The Joy And Glory Of The Climb.

When The Eagles Are Silent, The Parrots Begin To Jabber.