Without ships, we cannot live.

The United States is like a gigantic boiler. Once the fire is lit under it, there's no limit to the power it can generate.

The statesman who yields to war fever must realise that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.

Watch your actions, they become your habits.

Working hours are never long enough. Each day is a holiday, and ordinary holidays are grudged as enforced interruptions in an absorbing vocation.

How fortunate it was for the world that when these great trials came upon it there was a generation that terror could not conquer and brutal violence could not enslave.

God alone knows how great it is. All I hope is that it is not too late. I am very much afraid that it is. We can only do our best.