In War, Men Are Nothing, One Man

He Is Almost A Statesman. He Lies Well.

Men Are Moved By Two Levers Only: Fear And Self Interest.

I Hope Before Long To Press You In My Arms And Shall Shower On You A Million Burning Kisses As Under The Equator.

Morality For The Upper Classes, The Gallows For The Rabbles.

Man Loves The Marvelous. It Has An Irresistible Charm For Him. He Is Always Ready To Leave That With Which He Is Familiar To Pursue Vain Inventions. He Lends Himself To His Own Deception.