Once Blood Is Shed In A National

The Nations Slithered Over The Brink Into The Boiling Cauldron Of War Without Any Trace Of Apprehension Or Dismay... The Nations Backed Their Machines Over The Precipice Not One Of Them Wanted War, Certainly Not On This Scale

You Can't Cross A Chasm In Two Small Jumps.

Four Specters Haunt The Poor - Old Age, Accident, Sickness And Unemployment. We Are Going To Exorcise Them. We Are Going To Drive Hunger From The Hearth. We Mean To Banish The Workhouse From The Horizon Of Every Workman In The Land.

Don't Be Afraid To Take A Big Step If One Is Indicated. You Can't Cross A Chasm In Two Small Jumps.

Independent Thinking Is Not Encouraged In A Professional Army. It Is A Form Of Mutiny. Obedience Is The Supreme Virtue.