The Solemn Pride That Must

The Dogmas Of The Quiet Past Are Inadequate To The Stormy Present. The Occasion Is Piled High With Difficulty, And We Must Rise To The Occasion. We Cannot Escape History. We Will Be Remembered In Spite Of Ourselves. The Fiery Trial Through Which We Pass Will Light Us Down In Honour Or Dishonour, To The Last Generation. We Shall Nobly Save, Or Meanly Lose, Our Last Best Hope Of Earth.

I Can Make More Generals, But Horses Cost Money.

If 600,000 People Have To Die In Order For The Nation To Live, Then 600,000 People Will Die.

I Don't Know Who My Grandfather Was; I Am Much More Concerned To Know What His Grandson Will Be.

It Is Not 'is God On My Side', But 'am I On God's Side'.