There are truths which can kill a nation.

I'm not afraid of death. It's the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life.

Falsehood is the jockey of misfortune.

The spirit of a nation is what counts-the look in its eyes.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

Half the human race can change its name and sometimes its nation without suffering — at least half! All women!

Only the mediocre are always at their best.