The Maxim Of The British People Is

Without Courage All Other Virtues Lose Their Meaning.

I Felt As If I Were Walking With Destiny, And That All My Past Life Had Been But A Preparation For This Hour And For This Trial... I Thought I Knew A Good Deal About It All, I Was Sure I Should Not Fail.

It Is Not Given To Princes, Statesmen And Captains To Pierce The Mysteries Of The Future, And Even The Most Penetrating Gaze Reaches Only Conclusions Which, However Seemingly Vindicated At A Given Moment, Are Inexorably Effaced By Time.

The Dictator, In All His Pride, Is Held In The Grip Of His Party Machine. He Can Go Forward; He Cannot Go Back. He Must Blood His Hounds And Show Them Sport, Or Else, Like Actaeon Of Old, Be Devoured By Them. All-strong Without, He Is All-weak Within.

No Crime Is So Great As Daring To Excel.