You see these dictators on their pedestals, surrounded by the bayonets of their soldiers and the truncheons of their police ... yet in their hearts there is unspoken fear. They are afraid of words and thoughts: words spoken abroad, thoughts stirring at home -- all the more powerful because forbidden -- terrify them. A little mouse of thought appears in the room, and even the mightiest potentates are thrown into panic.

Any clever person can make plans for winning a war if he has no responsibility for carrying them out.

Americans are a wonderful people: They will always do the right thing--after exhausting every other possible alternative.

The air is an extremely dangerous, jealous and exacting mistress. Once under the spell most lovers are faithful to the end, which is not always old age. Even those masters and princes of aerial fighting, the survivors of fifty mortal duels in the high air who have come scatheless through the War and all its perils, have returned again and again to their love and perished too often in some ordinary commonplace flight undertaken for pure amusement.

I only believe in statistics that I doctored myself

Sure I am of this, that you have only to endure to conquer.

An American diplomat is sometimes like a bull who carries his own china shop around with him.