Mr. Chamberlain loves the working man, he loves to see him work.
Whenever I feel the need to take some exercise I lie down until the feeling goes away.
We shape our dwellings, and afterwards our dwellings shape us.
He [President Franklin D. Roosevelt] died in harness, and we may well say in battle harness, like his soldiers, sailors and airmen who died side by side with ours and carrying out their tasks to the end all over the world. What an enviable death was his.
Happy are the painters, for they shall not be lonely.
It is not alone that property, in all its forms, is struck at, but that liberty, in all its forms, is challenged by the fundamental conceptions of socialism.