There but for the grace of God, goes God.

It is the English-speaking nations who, almost alone, keep alight the torch of Freedom.

When a nation has allowed itself to fall under a tyrannical regime, it cannot be absolved from the faults due to the guilt of that regime.

There must be what Mr. Gladstone many years ago called a blessed act of oblivion. We must all turn our backs upon the horrors of the past. We must look to the future. We cannot afford to drag forward across the years that are to come the hatreds and revenges which have sprung from the injuries of the past.

We do not covet anything from any nation except their respect.

God alone knows how great it is. All I hope is that it is not too late. I am very much afraid that it is. We can only do our best.

There is no worse mistake in public leadership than to hold out false hope soon to be swept away.