words, words, words

Grist for the mill. More here.

"To appear always deeply concerned for the good of the State, yet to be concerned with nothing but self-interest; to assemble and say nothing; to pretend vast secrecy where there is nothing to conceal; to shut yourself up in your quarters, and mend your pen or pick your teeth while your servants inform the waiting crowd you are too busy to be approached—this, with the art of intercepting letters and excusing the poverty of means by the importance of the ends—this is the whole mystery of politics, or I am an idiot."

- Beaumarchais, The Marriage of Figaro