In the tumult of great events, solitude was what I hoped for. Now it is what I love. How is it possible to be contented with anything else when one has come face to face with history?

I have heard your views. They do not harmonize with mine. The decision is taken unanimously.

How can anyone govern a nation that has two hundred and forty-six different kinds of cheese?

It is better to have a bad method than to have none.

It's impossible in normal times to rally a nation that has 265 kinds of cheese.

No country without an atom bomb could properly consider itself independent.

For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.