In all the round world there is no meat. There used to be. But now we cannot stand the thought of slaughterhouses.

The Anglo-Saxon genius for parliamentary government asserted itself; there was a great deal of talk and no decisive action.

As the journalists of the time phased it, this was the epoch of the Leap into the Air. The new atomic aeroplane became indeed a mania; everyone of means was frantic to possess a thing so controllable, so secure and so free from the dust and danger of the road, and in France in the year 1943 thirty thousand of these new aeroplanes were manufactured and licensed, and soared humming softly into the sky.

While there is a chance of the world getting through its troubles, I hold that a reasonable man has to behave as though he were sure of it. If at the end your cheerfulness in not justified, at any rate you will have been cheerful.

If we do not end war - war will end us. Everybody says that, millions of people believe it, and nobody does anything.

There's truths you have to grow into.

There were no object lessons, and the studies of bookkeeping and French were pursued (but never effectually overtaken.