If you are going to go through hell, keep going

We would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.

I know of no case where a man added to his dignity by standing on it.

The statesman who yields to war fever must realise that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.

Here life itself, life at its best and healthiest, awaits the caprice of the bullet. Let us see the development of the day. All else may stand over, perhaps for ever. Existence is never so sweet as when it is at hazard.

It is sheer laziness not compressing thought into a reasonable space.

The only statistics you can trust are those you falsified yourself.