I do desire we may be better strangers.

It’s good to remember that in crises, natural crises, human beings forget for a while their ignorances, their biases, their prejudices. For a little while, neighbors help neighbors and strangers help strangers.

Strangers are an endangered species.

There is no foreign land; it is the traveler only that is foreign.

If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.

Other nations use “force”; we Britons alone use “might.”

All men naturally hate each other. We have used concupiscence as best we can to make it serve the common good, but this is mere sham and a false image of charity, for essentially it is just hate.

No nation is fit to sit in judgment upon any other nation.

I have said this before, but I shall say it again and again and again: your boys are not going to be sent into any foreign wars.

Africa has her mysteries, and even a wise man cannot understand them. But a wise man respects them.

All of life is a foreign country.