This is no time for ease and comfort. It is time to dare and endure.

You create your own universe as you go along.

There is no greater mistake than to suppose that platitudes, smooth words, timid policies, offer today a path to safety.

There must be what Mr. Gladstone many years ago called a blessed act of oblivion. We must all turn our backs upon the horrors of the past. We must look to the future. We cannot afford to drag forward across the years that are to come the hatreds and revenges which have sprung from the injuries of the past.

When danger is far off we may think of our weakness; when it is near we must not forget our strength.

My only consolation for the failure of the Dardanelles was that God wished things to be prolonged in order to sicken mankind of war, and that therefore He had interfered with a project that would have brought the war to a speedier conclusion.

The painter wanders and loiters contentedly from place to place, always on the lookout for some brilliant butterfly of a picture which can be caught and carried safely home.