The war is relentless: it puts the alternative in a ruthless relief: either to perish, or to catch up with the advanced countries and outdistance them, too, in economic matters.

I have said to you to speak the truth is a painful thing. To be forced to tell lies is much worse.

I have a deep sympathy with war; it so apes the gait and bearing of the soul.

Nothing forces us to know What we do not want to know Except pain

The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

If we try to secure the well-being of others, we will, at the same time, create the conditions for our own.