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They Have Done What They Like. Their Difficulty Is To Like What They Have Done.

We Shall Defend Our Island, Whatever The Cost May Be, We Shall Fight On The Beaches, We Shall Fight On The Landing Grounds, We Shall Fight In The Fields And In The Streets, We Shall Fight In The Hills; We Shall Never Surrender.

I'd Rather Spend Half An Hour In The Company Of A Top Carpenter, Than Three Hours In The Company Of An Average Brain Surgeon

Have Not Manet And Monet, Cézanne And Matisse, Rendered To Painting Something Of The Same Service Which Keats And Shelley Gave To Poetry After The Solemn And Ceremonious Literary Perfections Of The Eighteenth Century? They Have Brought Back To The Pictorial Art A New Draught Of Joie De Vivre; And The Beauty Of Their Work Is Instinct With Gaiety, And Floats In Sparkling Air. I Do Not Expect These Masters Would Particularly Appreciate My Defence, But I Must Avow An Increasing Attraction To Their Work.

Vast And Fearsome As The Human Scene Has Become, Personal Contact Of The Right People, In The Right Places, At The Right Time, May Yet Have A Potent And Valuable Part To Play In The Cause Of Peace Which Is In Our Hearts.