Earthly majesty is always akin to the fallen angel, who is proud and unhappy, beautiful but troubled, and whose plans and efforts, though vast, are denied access.
Politics is the art of the possible, the attainable — the art of the next best
Nothing should be left to an invaded people except their eyes for weeping.
Physicians still retain something of their priestly origin; they would gladly do what they forbid.
Hounds follow those who feed them.
With bad laws and good civil servants it's still possible to govern. But with bad civil servants even the best laws can't help.