To govern means to pillage, as everyone knows.

Each generation doubtless feels called upon to reform the world. Mine knows that it will not reform it, but its task is perhaps even greater. It consists in preventing the world from destroying itself.

There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means making order, and my entire being rebels against order. But without it I would die, scattered to the winds.

People want development. Not everyone knows what it means. Same as jobs. Not everyone knows what a job is, but people want jobs.

Kings govern by means of popular assemblies only when they cannot do without them

Philandering impedes, as everyone knows, the ability to concentrate.