History, sir, will tell lies as usual.

Defeatism is the wretchedest of policies.

My mother married a very good man ... and she is not at all keen on my doing the same.

Truth telling is not compatible with the defence of the realm.

Morality is not respectability.

This is the true joy in life: Being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one, being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it what I can. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.

With the exception of capitalism, there is nothing so revolting as revolution.