The English are loth to express their feelings, but in my stall in the choir I could feel the pent-up, passionate emotion, and also the fear of the congregation, not of death or wounds or material loss, but of defeat and the final ruin of Britain.

The man who stands firm in order to protect a sand-castle can never be relied upon; for he has given away his common sense.

Where my reason, imagination or interest were not engaged, I would not or I could not learn.

Even fools are right sometimes.

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

Far be it from me to paint a rosy picture of the future...But I should be failing in my duty if, on the other side, I were not to convey the true impression, that this great nation is getting into its war stride.

Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.