The Laws Of Circumstance Are

The Life Of A Citizen Is The Property Of His Country.

Medicines Are Only Fit For Old People.

Good And Decent People Must Be Protected And Persuaded By Gentle Means, But The Rabble Must Be Led By Terror.

My Mind Is A Chest Of Drawers. When I Wish To Deal With A Subject, I Shut All The Drawers But The One In Which The Subject Is To Be Found. When I Am Wearied, I Shut All The Drawers And Go To Sleep.

Men Will Risk Their Lives, Even Die For Ribbons.