Some Civil Servants Are Neither Servants Nor

I Never Worry About Action, But Only Inaction.

It Is Not Open To The Cool Bystander . . . To Set Himself Up As An Impartial Judge Of Events Which Would Never Have Occurred Had He Outstretched A Helping Hand In Time.

The Dictator, In All His Pride, Is Held In The Grip Of His Party Machine. He Can Go Forward; He Cannot Go Back. He Must Blood His Hounds And Show Them Sport, Or Else, Like Actaeon Of Old, Be Devoured By Them. All-strong Without, He Is All-weak Within.

My Hope Is That The Generous Instincts Of Unity Will Not Depart From Us...[so That We] Become The Prey Of The Little Folk Who Exist In Every Country And Who Frolic Alongside The Juggernaut Car Of War To See What Fun Or Notoriety They Can Extract From The Proceedings.

I Play For High Stakes And Given An Audience - There Is No Act Too Daring Or Too Noble.