Whenever I Feel The Need

...have The Stresses Of War Been As Bad To You Personally As Carrying Through The Policy Of Collective Farms?

Don't Give Your Son Money. As Far As You Can Afford It, Give Him Horses.

I Have Had A Number Of Threatening Letters Each Week, Some Telling Me The Actual Time And Method Of My Death, And I Don't Like It.

I Was Not The Lion, But It Fell To Me To Give The Lion's Roar.

The Water Was Not Fit To Drink. To Make It Palatable, We Had To Add Whisky. By Diligent Effort, I Learned To Like It.