So little done, so much to do.

You are an Englishman, and have subsequently drawn the greatest prize in the lottery of life.

Ask any man what nationality he would prefer to be, and ninety nine out of a hundred will tell you that they would prefer to be Englishmen

Having read the histories of other countries, I saw that expansion was everything, and that the world's surface being limited, the great object of present humanity should be to take as much of the world as it possibly could.

So little done, so much to do.

Man begets, but land does not beget.

The real fact is that I could no longer stand their eternal cold mutton.