I know Quebecers don't want to relive old battles; they prefer to build for the future.
I make no bones about it, I'm a product of my upbringing and of the time I was brought up, so I'm not going to pretend not to be.
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.