Never flinch, never weary, never despair.

The late M. Venizelos observed that in all her wars Englandhe should have said Britain, of coursealways wins one battlethe last.

Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse.

The main vice of capitalism is the uneven distribution of prosperity. The main vice of socialism is the even distribution of misery.

The element of the unexpected and the unforeseeable is what gives some of its relish to life and saves us from falling into the mechanical thralldom of the logicians.

Tidiness is a virtue, symmetry is often a constituent of beauty.

We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire. Neither the sudden shock of battle, nor the long-drawn trials of vigilance and exertion will wear us down. Give us the tools and we will finish the job.