I'm just preparing my impromptu remarks.

If the British Empire is fated to pass from life into history, we must hope it will not be by the slow process of dispersion and decay, but in some supreme exertion for freedom, for right and for truth.

No matter. The dead bird does not leave the nest.

When you are winning a war almost everything that happens can be claimed to be right and wise.

Unless we establish some form of world government, it will not be possible for us to avert a World War III in the future.

Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.

Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.