I gazed into the mirror... There, staring at me, was the pallid, flabby-mouthed face of a crook
Reeducation needs careful tending, like an English lawn. Even one moment of negligence, and the weeds crop up again ~ those indestructible weeds of historical truth.
Accuracy first,” I used to tell the writers. “We must never lie by accident, or through slovenliness, only deliberately!