Another lonely night Surrounded by breathing I called him dynamite (liar) Shot and sleeping, he believes me You boys are all talk Sexually nowhere Alone, in the dark Nice try, but the spark isn't...
Late at night I used to sit Alone, for one last cigarette Brooding over what's to come What in God's name have we done? Missiles springing up like weeds Doomsday subs patrol the seas East and west are...
We can come to look upon the deaths of our enemies with as much regret as we feel for those of our friends, namely, when we miss their existence as witnesses to our success.
We do not celebrate the death of our enemies.
I don't know the capabilities of our enemies. But I found it quite easy to circumvent security at certain phone companies throughout the United States. So if an inquisitive kid can do it, why can't a...
Our concern for the loss of our friends is not always from a sense of their worth, but rather of our own need of them and that we have lost some who had a good opinion of us.
For the sake of our interests, as well as of our honour and dignity, we were obliged to see that we won for our international policy the same independence that we had secured for our European policy.
We are easily comforted for the misfortunes of our friends, when those misfortunes give us an occasion of expressing our affection and solicitude.
We pay for the mistakes of our ancestors, and it seems only fair that they should leave us the money to pay with.

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