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.

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

To think ill of mankind, and not wish ill to them, is perhaps the highest wisdom and virtue.

I want to be the white man’s brother, not his brother-in-law.

Such then is the human state, that to wish greatness for one’s country is to wish harm to one’s neighbors.

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

Patriotism is an ephemeral motive that scarcely ever outlasts the particular threat to society that aroused it.

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

“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own thoughts, unguarded.

All of life is a foreign country.

Strangers are an endangered species.