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.

We have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language.

I am a man: I consider nothing human alien to me.

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

One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.

If you wish to avoid foreign collision, you had better abandon the ocean.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

I do desire we may be better strangers.

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

Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.

When the missionaries first came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said, “Let us pray.” We closed our eyes. When we opened them, we had the Bible and they had the land.

“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.