The story of the human race is war. Except for brief and precarious interludes there has never been peace in the world; and long before history began murderous strife was universal and unending.

We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender.

The price of greatness is responsibility.

The world today is ruled by harassed politicians absorbed in getting into office or turning out the other man so that not much room is left for debating the great issues on their merits

[The Balkans] produce more history than they can consume.

It saves a lot of trouble if, instead of having to earn money and save it, you can just go and borrow it.

Great and good are seldom the same man.