The gratitude of every home in our Island, in our Empire, and indeed throughout the world, except in the abodes of the guilty, goes out to the British airmen who, undaunted by odds, unwearied in their constant challenge and mortal danger, are turning the tide of the World War by their prowess and by their devotion. Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.

It is a fine thing to be honest, but it is also very important to be right.

Time passes swiftly, but is it not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together, amid the storms and stresses of so many eventful and to millions tragic and terrible years?

When I find a ladybug I ask the butler to take it outside instead of killing it.

Let the children have their night of fun and laughter, let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures.

America, can always be counted upon to do the right thing in the end, having first exhausted the available alternatives.

I do not resent criticism, even when for the sake of emphasis; it parts for the time with reality.