The Great Secret Of Power

A Party Is Like A Sausage Machine, It Grinds Up All Sorts Of Heads Together Into The Same Baloney.

Ah, I Fancy It Is Just The Same With Most Of What You Call Your Emancipation. You Have Read Yourself Into A Number Of New Ideas And Opinions. You Have Got A Sort Of Smattering Of Recent Discoveries In Various Fields - Discoveries That Seem To Overthrow Certain Principles Which Have Hitherto Been Held Impregnable And Unassailable. But All This Has Only Been A Matter Of Intellect, Miss West - Superficial Acquisition. It Has Not Passed Into Your Blood.

You See, There Are Some People That One Loves, And Others That Perhaps One Would Rather Be With.

Ive Had The Best Possible Chance Of Learning That What The Working-classes Really Need Is To Be Allowed Some Part In The Direction Of Public Affairs, Doctorto Develop Their Abilities, Their Understanding And Their Self-respect.

Oh, Life Would Be All Right If We Didn't Have To Put Up With These Damned Creditors Who Keep Pestering Us With The Demands Of Their Ideals.