War Is A Game That Is Played

When I Look Round To See How We Can Win The War, I See That There Is Only One Sure Path . . . And That Is Absolutely Devastating, Exterminating Attack By Very Heavy Bombers From This Country Upon The Nazi Homeland.

If You Are Going Through Hell Just Keep Going

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!

I Do Not Presume To Explain How To Paint, But Only How To Get Enjoyment.

I Pass With Relief From The Tossing Sea Of Cause And Theory To The Firm Ground Of Result And Fact.