I am certainly not one of those who need to be prodded. In fact, if anything, I am the prod.

All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.

War is mainly a catalogue of blunders.

For good or for ill, air mastery is today the supreme expression of military power and fleets and armies, however vital and important, must accept a subordinate rank.

The British nation is unique in this respect. They are the only people who like to be told how bad things are, who like to be told the worst.

I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat.

This is no time for ease and comfort. It is time to dare and endure.

However beautiful the strategy, you should occasionally look at the results.

Man will occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of the time he will pick himself up and continue on.

Really I feel less keen about the Army every day. I think the Church would suit me better.