In Pierre Elliott Trudeau, Canada has at last produced a political leader worthy of assassination.
I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Keats.
When you argue with your inferiors, you convince them of only one thing: they are as clever as you.
My neighbor doesn't want to be loved as much as he wants to be envied.
Canadians look down on the United States and consider it Hell. They are right to do so. Canada is to the United States what, in Dante's scheme, Limbo is to Hell.
