All The Great Things Are Simple.

The Problems Of Victory Are More Agreeable Than Those Of Defeat, But They Are No Less Difficult.

I Cannot Pretend To Be Impartial About The Colours. I Rejoice With The Brilliant Ones, And Am Genuinely Sorry For The Poor Browns.

Without Ships, We Cannot Live.

The Eagle Has Ceased To Scream, But The Parrots Will Now Begin To Chatter. The War Of The Giants Is Over And The Pigmies Will Now Start To Squabble.

If We Look To Our Responsibility To The Generations Yet Unborn Who Will Come After Us, How Can We Fail To Recognize That Peace And Freedom Are Inextricably Bound Up One With Another And That The Threat To One Is A Threat To Both