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If We Could Get Out Of This Jam By Giving Up Malta And Gibraltar And Some African Colonies I Would Jump At It. But The Only Safe Way Is To Convince Hitler That He Cannot Beat Us.

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.

It Seems To Me That The Moment Has Come When The Question Of Bombing Of German Cities Simply For The Sake Of Increasing The Terror, Though Under Other Pretexts, Should Be Reviewed...i Feel The Need For More Precise Concentration Upon Military Objectives, Such As Oil And Communications Behind The Immediate Battle-zone, Rather Than On Mere Acts Of Terror And Wanton Destruction, However Impressive.

Curse Ruthless Time! Curse Our Mortality. How Cruelly Short Is The Allotted Span For All We Must Cram Into It!

If This Long Island Story Of Ours Is To End At Last, Let It End Only When Each One Of Us Lies, Choking In His Own Blood Upon The Ground.