The world’s most sensible person and the biggest idiot both stay within you. The worst part is you can’t even tell who is who.
Coming out of WWII, there was the assumption, the hope, the vision of a world at peace, of a kind of Wilsonian universalism, that we and the Soviets would get along, we'd have a kind of lovefest for as far into the future as anyone could see.
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