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Lady Nancy Astor: Winston, If You Were My Husband, I'd Poison Your Tea. Churchill: Nancy, If I Were Your Husband, I'd Drink It.

They Had Bombed London, Whether On Purpose Or Not, And The British People And London Especially Should Know That We Could Hit Back. It Would Be Good For The Morale Of Us All.

When You Are Winning A War Almost Everything That Happens Can Be Claimed To Be Right And Wise.

To Sit At One's Table On A Sunny Morning, With Four Clear Hours Of Uninterruptible Security, Plenty Of Nice White Paper, And A Squeezer Pen - That Is True Happiness.

We Do Not War With Races Primarily As Such. Tyranny Is Our Foe. Whatever Trapping Or Disguise It Wears, Whatever Language It Speaks, Be It External Or Internal, We Must For Ever Be On Our Guard, Ever Mobilized, Ever Vigilant, Always Ready To Spring At Its Throat. In All This We March Together. Not Only Do We March And Strive Shoulder To Shoulder At This Moment, Under The Fire Of The Enemy On The Fields Of War Or In The Air, But Also In Those Realms Of Thought Which Are Consecrated To The Rights And The Dignity Of Man.