Successful crimes alone are justified. >>
Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to chang >>
War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honor but an empty bubble. >>
I've seen a lot of patriots and they all died just like anybody else i >>
To make us love our country, our country ought to be lovely. >>
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen. >>
Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.