Far be it from me to paint a rosy picture of the future...But I should be failing in my duty if, on the other side, I were not to convey the true impression, that this great nation is getting into its war stride.

When danger is far off we may think of our weakness; when it is near we must not forget our strength.

Nothing is more costly, nothing is more sterile, than vengeance.

The dictator, in all his pride, is held in the grip of his party machine. He can go forward; he cannot go back. He must blood his hounds and show them sport, or else, like Actaeon of old, be devoured by them. All-strong without, he is all-weak within.

Even the most eminent persons are subject to the laws of gravity.

One may imagine that a man who blew the trumpet for his living would be glad to play the violin for his amusement.

We are waiting for the long-promised invasion. So are the fishes.