It Is A Fine Game To Play

Play The Game For More Than You Can Afford To Lose... Only Then Will You Learn The Game.

It Is With Deep Grief I Watch The Clattering Down Of The British Empire With All Its Glories And All The Services It Has Rendered To Mankind.

The Painter Wanders And Loiters Contentedly From Place To Place, Always On The Lookout For Some Brilliant Butterfly Of A Picture Which Can Be Caught And Carried Safely Home.

The Navy Can Lose Us The War, But Only The Air Force Can Win It. Therefore Our Supreme Effort Must Be To Gain Overwhelming Mastery In The Air. The Fighters Are Our Salvation . . . But The Bombers Alone Provide The Means Of Victory. . . . In No Other Way At Present Visible Can We Hope To Overcome The Immense Military Power Of Germany.

I Am Not A Bit Afraid Of Siegfried Sassoon. That Man Can Think. I Am Afraid Only Of People Who Cannot Think.