There is something going on in time and space, and beyond time and space, which, whether we like it or not, spells duty.

Golf. Trying to knock a tiny ball into an even smaller hole with implements ill suited to the purpose.

We must be very careful not to assign this deliverance the attributes of a victory. Wars are not won by evacuations

A polo handicap is a persons ticket to the world.

War, which used to be cruel and magnificent has now become cruel and squalid.

What is the use of living, if it be not to strive for noble causes and to make this muddled world a better place for those who will live in it after we are gone?

You know, in war, you don't have to be nice. You only have to be right.