The history of any nation follows an undulatory course.
In the trough of the wave we find more or less complete anarchy; but the crest is not more or less complete Utopia, but only, at best, a tolerably humane, partially free and fairly just society that invariably carries within itself the seeds of its own decadence.
I threw my cup away when I saw a child drinking from his hands at the trough.
There have not been any troughs as regards my work. There's never been a trough of my assurance.
There Is Always A Way.
Last Update: January, 2020