The Savior of the whole world chose twelve disciples, and even one of that small number, selected by superhuman wisdom, turned out a traitor and a devil.

He who never puts his trust in any man will never be deceived.

The Princes of this house have abandoned their capital, not like soldiers of honour who cede to the circumstances and setbacks of the war, but like the perjured who are pursued by their own remorse.

The hand that held the dagger has struck it into the back of its neighbor.

We must especially beware of that small group of selfish men who would clip the wings of the American Eagle in order to feather their own nests.

There comes a time when silence is betrayal.