Hence We Will Not Say That Greeks

I Always Seem To Get Inspiration And Renewed Vitality By Contact With This Great Novel Land Of Yours Which Sticks Up Out Of The Atlantic.

Art Is To Beauty What Honor Is To Honesty.

We Shall Defend Every Village, Every Town And Every City. The Vast Mass Of London Itself, Fought Street By Street, Could Easily Devour An Entire Hostile Army; And We Would Rather See London Laid In Ruins And Ashes Than That It Should Be Tamely And Abjectly Enslaved.

Happy Are The Painters, For They Shall Not Be Lonely. Light And Colour, Peace And Hope, Will Keep Them Company To The End Of The Day.

Time And The Ocean And Some Guiding Star And High Cabal Have Made Us What We Are.