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

From now on we shall bomb Germany on an ever-increasing scale, month by month, year by year, until the Nazi regime has either been exterminated by us or - better still - torn to pieces by the German people themselves.

Woe betide the leaders now perched on their dizzy pinnacles of triumph if they cast away at the conference table what the soldiers had won on a hundred bloodsoaked battlefields.

A single glass of champagne imparts a feeling of exhilaration. The nerves are braced; the imagination is stirred, the wits become more nimble.

I am not invested with dictatorial powers. If I were, I should be quite ready to dictate.

The shortest road to ruin is to emulate the methods of your adversary.

When we run out of money, we have to start thinking.