They are Nietzsche's over-men, these primitive Albanians - something between kings and tigers.
I fearthat both dictators [Hitler and Mussolini] think their present methods are succeeding because of the gains they have made in Albania, Hungary and Yugoslavia.
They are strewn with the wreckage of dead Empires-past Powers only the Albanian "goes on for ever. "
As a Doctor, I'm often asked: why can't we see more pictures of Albania?
[Getting the truth in the New York Post has been as] difficult as finding a good hamburger in Albania.
I have a diplomatic passport for India, diplomatic passport for Albania. I have Vatican passport and to America, I can go any time.
It struck me that Albania was the sort of place that might keep a man from yawning.
Albania does not feel alone. It is part of the Partnership for Peace structures in NATO, and it will do what it can within that.
Albania is at risk and we are living in difficult times.
I am among those who firmly believe that a round of golf should not take more than three and a half hours, four at most. Anything longer than that is not a round of golf, it's life in Albania.
Most of Albania considers this Government to be legitimate.
Kosovo is too close to Europe. It is not only close to Albania, it is close to Greece, Italy, Germany and Switzerland, where there are still many Kosovo refugees. Spontaneous reactions could multiply.
My experiences there truly defined who I am to this day as far as my humanitarian work because I was a refugee in Albania.
Albanians are a nation of freedom fighters who know something about living under oppression.
I tried to visit Albania but I couldn't find it on the map.
Motherhood is like Albania- you can't trust the descriptions in the books, you have to go there.
Albania has to demonstrate that it is willing to be a reliable partner in the international community.
Albania was a very isolated country, politically, economically, and culturally. Our only connection to the world was through a radio program called Voice of America, and through the Italian television waves, which we caught illegally through primitive, improvised antennas. The only way to escape from reality was reading books.
