The Spirit Of A Nation Is What

Human Beings Are Like Timid Punctuation Marks Sprinkled Among The Incomprehensible Sentences Of Life.

I Have Been A Woman For Fifty Years, And I've Never Yet Been Able To Discover Precisely What It Is I Am.

Death Holds No Horrors. It Is Simply The Ultimate Horror Of Life.

Who Would Prefer Peace To The Glory Of Hunger And Thirst, Of Wading Through Mud, And Dying In The Service Of One's Country?

Faithful Women Are All Alike, They Think Only Of Their Fidelity, Never Of Their Husbands.