May it not also be that the cause of civilization itself will be defended by the skill and devotion of a few thousand airmen? There never has been, I suppose, in all the world, in all the history of war, such an opportunity for youth. The Knights of the Round Table, the Crusaders, all fall back into the past.

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.

With the end of the Victorian era, we passed into what I feel I must call the terrible 20th century

Victory was to be bought so dear as to be almost indistinguishable from defeat.

The Battle of France is over. The Battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the future of Christian civilisation.

One cannot leap a chasm in two jumps.

It is a fine game to play - the game of politics - and it is well worth waiting for a good hand before really plunging.