This is a world of compensations; and he who would be no slave, must consent to have no slave.
If at any time all labour should cease, and all existing provisions be equally divided among the people, at the end of a single year there could scarcely be one human being left alive--all would have perished by want of subsistence.
Politics, as a trade, finds most and leaves nearly all dishonest.
Commitment is what transforms a promise into reality.
The only security a man can ever have is the ability to do a job uncommonly well.
He who sees cruelty and does nothing about it is himself cruel.