It is of no account; after all, the old bird does not fly far from his nest.

The Aryan stock is bound to triumph.

History with its flickering lamp stumbles along the trail of the past, trying to reconstruct its scenes, to revive its echoes, and kindle with pale gleams the passion of former days.

If you find something you really love, you will never work again.

I have not become the Kings First Minister in order to preside over the liquidation of the British Empire.

The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is.

My hand seemed arrested by a silent veto.