The dictator, in all his pride, is held in the grip of his party machine. He can go forward; he cannot go back. He must blood his hounds and show them sport, or else, like Actaeon of old, be devoured by them. All-strong without, he is all-weak within.

A love of tradition has never weakened a nation.

Painting a picture is like trying to fight a battle.

Gentleman, I am hardening on this enterprise. I repeat, I am now hardening towards this enterprise.

Every man should ask himself each day whether he is not too readily accepting negative solutions.

Never stand so high upon a principle that you cannot lower it to suit the circumstances.

It may be that those whose work is their pleasure are those who most need the means of banishing it at intervals from their minds.