A Man Must Choose His Own Way

Success Is Never Final.

When I Warned Them [the French] That Britain Would Fight On Alone Whatever They Did, Their Generals Told Their Prime Minister And His Divided Cabinet, In Three Weeks England Will Have Her Neck Wrung Like A Chicken. Some Chicken! Some Neck!

The Rest And The Spell Of Sleep In The Middle Of The Day Refresh The Human Frame Far More Than A Long Night. We Were Not Made By Nature To Work, Or Even To Play, From Eight O'clock In The Morning Till Midnight. We Throw A Strain Upon Our System Which Is Unfair And Improvident. For Every Purpose Of Business Or Pleasure, Mental Or Physical, We Ought To Break Our Days And Our Marches Into Two.

The Late M. Venizelos Observed That In All Her Wars Englandhe Should Have Said Britain, Of Coursealways Wins One Battlethe Last.

No One Ever Came To Grief-except Honorable Grief-through Riding Horses. No Hour Of Life Is Lost That Is Spent In The Saddle. Young Men Have Often Been Ruined Through Owning Horses, Or Through Backing Horses, But Never Through Riding Them; Unless Of Course They Break Their Necks, Which, Taken At A Gallop, Is A Very Good Death To Die.