Never Yield To The Apparently Overwhelming Might

In War, Truth Is Often The First Casualty.

Now This Is Not The End. It Is Not Even The Beginning Of The End. But It Is, Perhaps, The End Of The Beginning.

If We Win, Nobody Will Care. If We Lose, There Will Be Nobody To Care.

At The Bottom Of All The Tributes Paid To Democracy Is The Little Man, Walking Into The Little Booth, With A Little Pencil, Making A Little Cross On A Little Bit Of Paper-no Amount Of Rhetoric Or Voluminous Discussion Can Possibly Diminish The Overwhelming Importance Of The Point.

Sure I Am This Day We Are Masters Of Our Fate, That The Task Which Has Been Set Before Us Is Not Above Our Strength; That Its Pangs And Toils Are Not Beyond Our Endurance. As Long As We Have Faith In Our Own Cause And An Unconquerable Will To Win, Victory Will Not Be Denied Us.