Go away... I'm alright.
Democracy's ceremonial, its feast, it's great function, is the election.
Our true nationality is mankind.
If you are in difficulties with a book, try the element of surprise: attack it at an hour when it isn't expecting it.
I saw a gray-haired man a figure of hale age, sitting at a desk and writing.
Lies are the mortar that binds the savage individual man into the social masonry.