But if you really love to write and you really love to tell stories and you really love to draw, you just have to keep doing it no matter what anybody says.

Chuchill has renounced all British interests in Europe and those of his people who are not blind now realise that the pretext for this war was far removed from the cause of it, namely, the subservience of the so-called democratic politicians to their Jewish masters.

I say, Ich liebe Deutschland! Heil Hitler! and farewell.

Watch over our child. Guide him safely from the ways of harm. Keep happy his heart, brave his soul, and rosy his cheeks. Guard with your life his hopes and dreams, for he is all that we have, all that we are, and all that we will ever be.

You know, I hate to give advice because my life has been so odd that almost nothing that's happened to me can apply.

His life was a book of his own writing, one orderly page after another.

I would gladly say 'Heil Hitler!' and at once part company with him, realizing what a pitiable insult it is to such a great man to try to flatter him with such an imitation which he has always disdained. His way is for Germany, ours is for Britain; let us tread our paths with mutual respect, which is rarely increased by borrowing.