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Without Tradition, Art Is A Flock Of Sheep Without A Shepherd. Without Innovation, It Is A Corpse.

We Shall Defend Every Village, Every Town And Every City. The Vast Mass Of London Itself, Fought Street By Street, Could Easily Devour An Entire Hostile Army; And We Would Rather See London Laid In Ruins And Ashes Than That It Should Be Tamely And Abjectly Enslaved.

We Need To Be Strong In Order To Avoid War; And To Win. A Politician Looks Forward Only To The Next Election. A Statesman Looks Forward To The Next Generation. Any Person Who Is Over 30 And Is Not A Conservative, Has No Brains.

I Like A Man Who Grins When He Fights.

A Little Mouse Of Thought Appears In The Room, And Even The Mightiest Potentates Are Thrown Into Panic. They Make Frantic Efforts To Bar Our Thoughts And Words; They Are Afraid Of The Workings Of The Human Mind.