From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the Continent.

Neville Chamberlain looked at foreign affairs through the wrong end of a municipal drainpipe.

In war, truth is often the first casualty.

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

We have a lot of anxieties, and one cancels out another very often.

The maxim, "Nothing prevails but perfection," may be spelled PARALYSIS.

I do not wonder that British youth is in revolt against the morbid doctrine that nothing matters but the equal sharing of miseries; that what used to be called the submerged tenth can only be rescued by bringing the other nine-tenths down to their le.