The whole of northern Norway was covered with snow to depths which none of our soldiers had ever seen, felt, or imagined. There were neither snow-shoes nor skis - still less skiers. We must do our best. Thus began this ramshackle campaign.

One does not leave a convivial party before closing time.

Civilisation will not last, freedom will not survive, peace will not be kept, unless a very large majority of mankind unite together to defend them and show themselves possessed of a constabulary power before which barbaric and atavistic forces will stand in awe.

The gift of a common tongue is a priceless inheritance and it may well some day become the foundation of a common citizenship.

Sometimes our best is simply not enough.... We have to do what is required.

Unless we establish some form of world government, it will not be possible for us to avert a World War III in the future.

Never give in, never! Be it concerning large things or small things, never, never, never!