The pictorial battlefield becomes a sea of mud mercifully veiled by the fog of war.

I have consistently urged my friends to abstain from reading it.

One evening at Chequers the film was Oliver Twist. Rufus, as usual, had the best seat in the house, on his master's lap. At the point when Bill Sikes was about to drown his dog to put the police off his track, Churchill covered Rufus's eyes with his hand. He said, "Don't look now, dear. I'll tell you about it afterwards."

Nourish your hopes, but do not overlook realities.

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

It is not given to us to peer into the mysteries of the future. Still, I avow my hope and faith, sure and inviolate, that in the days to come the British and American peoples will for their own safety and for the good of all walk together side by side in majesty, in justice, and in peace.

Even fools are right sometimes.