Nine-tenths Of Tactics Are Certain, And Taught

To Make War Upon Rebellion Is Messy And Slow, Like Eating Soup With A Knife.

We Lived Always In The Stretch Or Sag Of Nerves, Either On The Crest Or In The Trough Of Waves Of Feeling.

I Haven't Got A Heart: Only The Former Site Of One, With A Monument There To Say That It Has Been Removed And The Area It Occupied Turned Into A Public Garden, In Pursuance Of The Slum-clearance Scheme.

You Wonder What I Am Doing? Well, So Do I, In Truth. Days Seem To Dawn, Suns To Shine, Evenings To Follow, And Then I Sleep. What I Have Done, What I Am Doing, What I Am Going To Do, Puzzle And Bewilder Me. Have You Ever Been A Leaf And Fallen From Your Tree In Autumn And Been Really Puzzled About It? That’s The Feeling.

The People Of England Have Been Led In Mesopotamia Into A Trap From Which It Will Be Hard To Escape With Dignity And Honor.