The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery.

From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the Continent.

The cemetery is full of indispensable people.

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

To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.

There 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.

When you are winning a war almost everything that happens can be claimed to be right and wise.