Whenever I hear one of these old guard leaders on the other side talking about cutting taxes, when he knows it means weakening the nation, I always think of that story about the tired old capitalist who was driving alone in his car one day, and finally, he said "James, drive over the bluff; I want to commit suicide."
"A whistle-stop: Ypsilanti, Michigan," Major Campaign Speeches of Adlai E. Stevenson, 1952, p. 210 (1953)