I Have Nothing To Offer

A Prisoner Of War Is A Man Who Tries To Kill You And Fails, And Then Asks You Not To Kill Him.

If This Long Island Story Of Ours Is To End At Last, Let It End Only When Each One Of Us Lies, Choking In His Own Blood Upon The Ground.

There Is No Greater Mistake Than To Suppose That Platitudes, Smooth Words, Timid Policies, Offer Today A Path To Safety.

The Chief Aim Of Wisdom Is To Enable One To Bear With The Stupidity Of The Ignorant.

There Is No Limit To The Ingenuity Of Man If It Is Properly And Vigorously Applied Under Conditions Of Peace And Justice.