I Wrote My Will Across The Sky,

They Taught Me That No Man Could Be Their Leader Except He Ate The Ranks' Food, Wore Their Clothes, Lived Level With Them, And Yet Appeared Better In Himself.

Mankind Has Had Ten-thousand Years Of Experience At Fighting And If We Must Fight, We Have No Excuse For Not Fighting Well.

The Beginning And Ending Of The Secret Of Handling Arabs Is Unremitting Study Of Them.

I Haven't Got A Heart: Only The Former Site Of One, With A Monument There To Say That It Has Been Removed And The Area It Occupied Turned Into A Public Garden, In Pursuance Of The Slum-clearance Scheme.

I Had Dropped One Form And Not Taken On The Other, And Was Become Like Mohammed's Coffin In Our Legend, With A Resultant Feeling Of Intense Loneliness In Life, And A Contempt, Not For Other Men, But For All They Do.