The flame of Christian ethics is still our highest guide.

A medal glitters, but it also casts a shadow.

There is a place for everyone, man and woman, old and young, hale and halt; service in a thousand forms is open. There is no room now for the dilettante, the weakling, for the shirker, or the sluggard. From the highest to the humblest tasks, all are of equal honor; all have their part to play.

Although personally I am quite content with existing explosives, I feel we must not stand in the path of improvement.

We are waiting for the long-promised invasion. So are the fishes.

To meet Roosevelt with all his buoyant sparkle, his iridescence, was like opening a bottle of champagne.

The man who can master his time can master nearly anything.