I Love Learning, But Hate Being Taught.

Never, Never, Never Believe Any War Will Be Smooth And Easy, Or That Anyone Who Embarks On The Strange Voyage Can Measure The Tides And Hurricanes He Will Encounter. The Statesman Who Yields To War Fever Must Realize That Once The Signal Is Given, He Is No Longer The Master Of Policy But The Slave Of Unforeseeable And Uncontrollable Events.

What Kind Of People Do They Think We Are? Is It Possible They Do Not Realize That We Shall Never Cease To Persevere Against Them Until They Have Been Taught A Lesson Which They And The World Will Never Forget?

The Most Dangerous Moment Of The War, And The One Which Caused Me The Greatest Alarm, Was When The Japanese Fleet Was Heading For Ceylon And The Naval Base There. The Capture Of Ceylon, The Consequent Control Of The Indian Ocean, And The Possibility At The Same Time Of A German Conquest Of Egypt Would Have Closed The Ring And The Future Would Have Been Black.

The Tired Parts Of The Mind Can Be Rested And Strengthened Not Merely By Rest, But By Using Other Parts.

No More Let Us Alter Or Falter Or Palter. From Malta To Yalta, And Yalta To Malta.