The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away. Puzzling.

They belonged to that vast group of human automata who go through life without neglecting to perform a single one of the gestures executed by the surrounding puppets.

I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.

Be very careful what you recommend to the president because he will do what you say.

Written By Robert M. Gates

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