He Who Fights, Can Lose. He Who

The Mill Wheel Turns, It Turns Forever, Though What Is Uppermost Remains Not So.

People Cannot Remain Good Unless Good Is Expected Of Them.

The Finest Plans Have Always Been Spoiled By The Littleness Of Them That Should Carry Them Out. Even Emperors Can't Do It All By Themselves.

Those Who Take The Most From The Table, Teach Contentment. Those For Whom The Taxes Are Destined, Demand Sacrifice. Those Who Eat Their Fill, Speak To The Hungry, Of Wonderful Times To Come. Those Who Lead The Country Into The Abyss, Call Ruling Difficult, For Ordinary Folk.

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.