The secret of politics? Make a good treaty with Russia. - Otto von Bismarck

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Otto von Bismarck

The secret of politics? Make a good treaty with Russia.

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Even the most favorable outcome of the war will never lead to the decomposition of the main forces of Russia, which is based on millions of Russian. . . The latter, even if they break up international treaties, just as quickly re-connect with each other, like pieces of a particle of mercury.

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