It Is A Fine Thing

In War, Truth Is Often The First Casualty.

Who's In Or Out, Who Moves The Grand Machine, Nor Stirs My Curiosity, Or Spleen; Secrets Of State No More I Wish To Know Than Secret Movements Of A Puppet-show; Let But The Puppets Move, I've My Desire, Unseen The Hand Which Guides The Master Wire.

I Never Worry About Action, But Only Inaction.

The V Sign Is The Symbol Of The Unconquerable Will Of The Occupied Territories, And A Portent Of The Fate Awaiting The Nazi Tyranny.

In War It Does Not Matter Who Is Right, But Who Is Left.