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Peace is not made at the council table or by treaties, but in the hearts of men. — Herbert Hoover

There is no doubt that America is a superpower of the world and we cannot ignore them. — Akbar Hashemi Rafsanjani

And what amazes me as I hit the motorway is not the fact that everyone loses someone, but that everyone loves someone. It seems like such a massive waste of energy
and we all do it, all the people beetling along between the white lines, merging, converging, overtaking. We each love someone, even though they will die. And we keep loving them, even when they are not there to love any more. And there is no logic or use to any of this, that I can see. — Anne Enright

If we have the choice between trusting in centralised power to make the right decision in that matter, or trusting in free associations of libertarian communities to make that decision, I would rather trust the latter. And the reason is that I think that they can serve to maximise decent human instincts, whereas a system of centralised power will tend in a general way to maximise one of the worst of human instincts, namely the instinct of rapaciousness, of destructiveness, of accumulating power to oneself and destroying others. — Noam Chomsky

A household where a total unawareness of the world of ideas not only existed but was regarded as a matter for congratulation. — Osbert Lancaster

In buskined measures move Pale Grief and pleasing Pain, With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast. — Thomas Gray

She didn't take her eyes off him, and that expression on her scowling face demanded an answer.
He cast about desperately in his mind and then hit on a way out. He shrugged, trying to look casual as well as impressed. "You managed such a great illusion, looking slim earlier, it was hard to remember it was an illusion." There. A compliment. He hadn't stepped into the mud and sunk - yet. She was still looking at him, hands on her hips, waiting for more. He was beginning to sweat. Hell. — Christine Feehan