We are within measurable, or imaginable, distance of a real Armageddon. Happily there seems to be no reason why we should be anything more than spectators.

We are fighting to vindicate the principle that small nationalities are not to be crushed, in defiance of international good faith, by the arbitrary will of a strong and overmastering Power.

When our new armies are ready it seems folly to send them to Flanders, where they will chew barbed wire, or be wasted in futile frontal attacks.

Of all human troubles the most hateful is to feel that you have the capacity of power and yet you have no field to excercise it.

There is no more striking illustration of the immobility of British institutions than the House of Commons.

The War office kept three sets of figures - one to mislead the public, another to mislead the cabinet and the third to mislead itself.

Greatness is a zigzag streak of lightning in the brain.