Quotes from Frederic Morton

Contemporary warfare, then, is best practiced by the professional serial killer.

More than ever, the "free market" turns neighbors into rivals and neighborhoods into covert battlegrounds.

Actually he did not need to earn a penny. By 1913 his mother and his aunt had left him two fair-size legacies. He kept both secret. Nobody in the Männerheim suspected him of an income that could have easily paid for quarters at a comfortable hotel.

Here was not only the dynamic of primeval myth. Here was the drama of the Eucharist and the plot of Easter, explored by a pen in the Berggasse, scratching on into the night.

He quite literally occupied it. At the end of a long oaken table near the window of the Writing Room was "the Hitler Chair." It had the best light for painting postcards. Nobody but Adolf dared sit there. Everybody honored his obsession with the chair, partly out of gratitude: If a Männerheim tenant fell short of his week's rent, Hitler was amazingly fast in organizing a collection.