Air Power May Either End War Or

You See These Dictators Up On Their Pedestals, Surrounded By The Bayonets Of Their Soldiers And The Truncheons Of Their Police. They're Afraid Of Words And Thought. ... They Make Frantic Efforts To Bar Our Thoughts And Words. ... A State Of Society Where Men May Not Speak Their Mind - Where Children Denounce Their Parents To The Police - Where A Businessman Or Small Shopkeeper Ruins His Competitor By Telling Tales About His Private Opinion. Such A State Of Society Cannot Long Endure If It Is Continually In Contact With The Healthy Outside World.

Those Who Can Win A War Well Can Rarely Make A Good Peace And Those Who Could Make A Good Peace Would Never Have Won The War.

We Would Rather See London Laid In Ruins And Ashes Than That It Should Be Tamely And Abjectly Enslaved.

War Is A Game That Is Played With A Smile. If You Can't Smile, Grin. If You Can't Grin, Keep Out Of The Way Till You Can.

This Wicked Man Hitler, The Repository And Embodiment Of Many Forms Of Soul-destroying Hatred. This Monstrous Product Of Former Wrongs And Shame.