I could not help reflecting that the bullet which had struck the chestnut [horse] had certainly passed within a foot of my head. So at any rate I had been 'under fire.' That was something.

No matter. The dead bird does not leave the nest.

Let our advance worrying become advance thinking and planning.

We would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.

We have no lasting friends, no lasting enemies, only lasting interests.

We are shaping the world faster than we can change ourselves, and we are applying to the present the habits of the past.

If you're not a liberal at twenty you have no heart, if you're not a conservative at forty, you have no brain.