Some Civil Servants Are Neither Servants Nor

There Is More Blood Than Paint Upon These Hands. All Those Thousands Of Men Killed. We Thought It Would Be A Little Job, And So It Might Have Been If It Had Begun In The Right Way.

I Have In My Life Concentrated More On Self-expression Than Self-denial.

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

How Dreadful Are The Curses Which Mohammedanism Lays On Its Votaries! Besides The Fanatical Frenzy, Which Is As Dangerous In A Man As Hydrophobia In A Dog, There Is A Fateful Fatalistic Apathy.

If I Were The First Of May, I Should Be Ashamed Of Myself.