Don't talk to me about naval tradition. It's nothing but rum, sodomy and the lash.
Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic an iron curtain has descended across the Continent.
Here is the answer which I will give to President Roosevelt... We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire. Neither the sudden shock of battle nor the long-drawn trials of vigilance and exertion will wear us down. Give us the tools and we will finish the job.
It is a good thing for an uneducated man to read books of quotations. Bartlett's Familiar Quotations is an admirable work, and I studied it intently. The quotations when engraved upon the memory give you good thoughts. They also make you anxious to read the authors and look for more.
I am reminded of the professor who, in his declining hours, was asked by his devoted pupils for his final counsel. He replied, 'Verify your quotations.'
Never give in--never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.
Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.
All great things are simple, and many can be expressed in single words: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.