A city where the Capitol Dome, perforated like a kitchen colander, is the symbol of how secrets are kept.

...he had a fascinating technique of gnawing his cigar from one corner of his mouth to the other, as if his teeth were equipped with trolley tracks, and suddenly grabbing it out and gesticulating wit it before he jammed it back.

It's all right to be disillusioned, but you can't be disillusioning.

Nobody's ever decided what success is, out here.

A city where the Capitol Dome, perforated like a kitchen colander, is the symbol of how secrets are kept.

I suppose it's part of being a good politician to be able to spot the most important men in any group without outside assistance.

If you know the dark, you find it has a light of its own to let you see.