[The British constitution] presumes more boldly than any other the good sense and the good faith of those who work it.

Ireland, Ireland. That cloud in the west, that coming storm. That minister of God's retribution upon cruel, inveterate, and but half-atoned injustice! Ireland forces upon us those great social and great religious questions. God grant that we may have courage to look them in the face!

All the world over, I will back the masses against the classes.

Is not that state a warning and a judgment for our heavy sins as a nation?

Show me the manner in which a nation or a community cares for its dead and I will measure with mathematical exactness the tender sympathies of its people, their respect for the laws of the land and their loyalty to high ideals.

To be engaged in opposing wrong affords...but a slender guarantee for being right.

The ravages of drink are greater than those of war pestilence and famine combined.