Don't interrupt me while I'm interrupting.

There is not much collective security in a flock of sheep on the way to the butcher.

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

And do not suppose that this is the end. This is only the beginning of the reckoning. This is only the first sip, the first foretaste of a bitter cup which will be proffered to us year by year unless by a supreme recovery of moral health and martial vigour, we arise again and take our stand for freedom as in the olden time.

The chief aim of wisdom is to enable one to bear with the stupidity of the ignorant.

Don't argue about the difficulties. The difficulties will argue for themselves.

Here was a place where real things were going on. Here was a scene of vital action. Here was a place where anything might happen. Here was a place where something would certainly happen. Here I might leave my bones.