A body of 500 men chosen at random from amongst the unemployed.
He has sat on the fence so long that the iron has entered his soul.
It is always too late, or too little, or both. And that is the road to disaster.
A fully equipped duke costs as much to keep up as two Dreadnoughts, and dukes are just as great a terror - and they last longer.
If the people really knew [the truth] the war would be stopped tomorrow. But of course they don't know and can't know.
When they circumcised Herbert Samuel they threw away the wrong bit