This war proceeds along its terrible path by the slaughter of infantry...I say to myself every day. What is going on while we sit here, while we go away to dinner or home to bed? Nearly, 1000 - Englishmen, Britishers, and the other is America...Everything else is swept away.

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.

The tired parts of the mind can be rested and strengthened not merely by rest, but by using other parts.

Singapore could only be taken after a siege by an army of at least 50,000 men. It is not considered possible that the Japanese would embark on such a mad enterprise.

I am quite sure, that if we open a quarrel between the past and the present, we shall find that we have lost the future.

I feel devoutly thankful to have been born fond of writing.

No matter. The dead bird does not leave the nest.