The Cemetery Is Full Of Indispensable People.

I'm So Bored With It All.

We Shall Not Flag Nor Fail. We Shall Go On To The End.

Praise The Humanities, My Boy. That'll Make Them Think You're Broadminded!

When I Look Round To See How We Can Win The War, I See That There Is Only One Sure Path . . . And That Is Absolutely Devastating, Exterminating Attack By Very Heavy Bombers From This Country Upon The Nazi Homeland.

What Is The Use Of Living, If It Be Not To Strive For Noble Causes And To Make This Muddled World A Better Place For Those Who Will Live In It After We Are Gone? How Else Can We Put Ourselves In Harmonious Relation With The Great Verities And Consolations Of The Infinite And The Eternal? And I Avow My Faith That We Are Marching Towards Better Days. Humanity Will Not Be Cast Down. We Are Going On Swinging Bravely Forward Along The Grand High Road And Already Behind The Distant Mountains Is The Promise Of The Sun.