We are still masters of our fate. We are still captains of our souls.

Before America entered the war [WW2] I knew we could not win it, but after she entered I knew we could not lose

The farther backward you can look, the farther forward you can see.

If tonight our people were asked to cast their vote whether a convention should be entered into to stop the bombing of cities, the overwhelming majority would cry, "We will mete out to them [the Germans] the measure, and more than the measure, that they have meted out to us... We will have no truce or parley with you, or the grisly gang who work your wicked will. You do your worst - and we will do our best."

My mother made a brilliant impression upon my childhood life. She shone for me like the evening star.

I was very glad that Mr. Attlee described my speeches in the war as expressing the will not only of Parliament but of the whole nation. Their will was resolute and remorseless and, as it proved, unconquerable. It fell to me to express it, and if I found the right words you must remember that I have always earned my living by my pen and by my tongue. It was a nation and race dwelling all round the globe that had the lion heart. I had the luck to be called upon to give the roar.

The malice of the wicked was reinforced by the weakness of the virtuous.