The Motto Of All The

You May Talk O' Gin And Beer When You're Quartered Safe Out 'ere, An' You're Sent To Penny-fights An' Aldershot It; But When It Comes To Slaughter You Will Do Your Work On Water, An' You'll Lick The Bloomin' Boots Of 'im That's Got It.

I Never Made A Mistake In My Life; At Least, Never One That I Couldn't Explain Away Afterwards.

I Have Struck A City - A Real City - And They Call It Chicago... I Urgently Desire Never To See It Again. It Is Inhabited By Savages.

God Help Us For We Knew The Worst Too Young.

Our Loves Are Not Given, But Only Lent, At Compound Interest Of Cent Per Cent.