Oh, what is the matter with poor Puggy-Wug? Pet him and kiss him and give him a hug. Run and fetch him a suitable drug. Wrap him up tenderly all in a rug. That is the way to cure Puggy-Wug.
Winston ChurchillThere comes into the life of every man a task for which he and he alone is uniquely suited. What a shame if that moment finds him either unwilling or unprepared for that which would become his finest hour.
Winston ChurchillIf this long island story of ours is to end at last, let it end only when each one of us lies, choking in his own blood upon the ground.
Winston Churchill