War, which used to be cruel and magnificent has now become cruel and squalid.

If Europe were once united in the sharing of its common inheritance there would be no limit to the happiness, the prosperity, and the glory which its three or four million people would enjoy.

When the war of the giants is over the wars of the pygmies will begin.

Old men make war, young men fight and die

Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.

Everyone threw the blame on me ... they nearly always do. I suppose ... they think I shall be able to bear it best.

The true guide of life is to do what is right.