Leonid I. Brezhnev

God will not forgive us if we fail.

One sits the whole day at the desk and appetite is standing next to me. 'Away with you', I say. But Comrade Appetite does not budge from the spot.

Whatever else may divide us, Europe is our common home; a common fate has linked us through the centuries, and it continues to link us today.

My mum used to ride, and when she was mucking out, I always wanted to sit on a horse. And if she took me off, I'd scream my head off.

By pouring money and goods into devastated regions, foreign aid workers sometimes compound the disruption and debauch the survivors.