Mr. Attlee is a very modest man. Indeed he has a lot to be modest about.

The person must be blind, indeed, who can not see, that here on earth a great project, a great plan, is executed, may work on the realization of which we participate as faithful servants.

Tidiness is a virtue, symmetry is often a constituent of beauty.

No matter how enmeshed a commander becomes in the elaboration of his own thoughts, it is sometimes necessary to take the enemy into account.

No one can guarantee success in war, but only deserve it.

It is with deep grief I watch the clattering down of the British Empire with all its glories and all the services it has rendered to mankind.

When I warned them [the French] that Britain would fight on alone whatever they did, their generals told their Prime Minister and his divided Cabinet, In three weeks England will have her neck wrung like a chicken. Some chicken! Some neck!