To Those Who Have Exhausted

In Intimate Family Life, There Comes A Moment When Children, Willingly Or No, Become The Judges Of Their Parents.

The Day Will Dawn When Europe Will Believe Only In The Man Who Tramples Her Underfoot.

White Hair Often Covers The Head, But The Heart That Holds It Is Ever Young.

A Country Is Strong Which Consists Of Wealthy Families, Every Member Of Whom Is Interested In Defending A Common Treasure; It Is Weak When Composed Of Scattered Individuals, To Whom It Matters Little Whether They Obey Seven Or One, A Russian Or A Corsican, So Long As Each Keeps His Own Plot Of Land, Blind In Their Wretched Egotism, To The Fact That The Day Is Coming When This Too Will Be Torn From Them.

Men Are So Made That They Can Resist Sound Argument, And Yet Yield To A Glance.