A Good Speech Should Be

The Dictator, In All His Pride, Is Held In The Grip Of His Party Machine. He Can Go Forward; He Cannot Go Back. He Must Blood His Hounds And Show Them Sport, Or Else, Like Actaeon Of Old, Be Devoured By Them. All-strong Without, He Is All-weak Within.

I Do Not Understand This Squeamishness About The Use Of Gas. We Have Definitely Adopted The Position At The Peace Conference Of Arguing In Favour Of The Retention Of Gas As A Permanent Method Of Warfare. It Is Sheer Affectation To Lacerate A Man With The Poisonous Fragment Of A Bursting Shell And To Boggle At Making His Eyes Water By Means Of Lachrymatory Gas.

... I Think It Would Be So Much Better For Me To Learn Something Which Would Be Useful To Me In The Army, As Well As Affording Me Exercise And Amusement.

To Sit At One's Table On A Sunny Morning, With Four Clear Hours Of Uninterruptible Security, Plenty Of Nice White Paper, And A Squeezer Pen - That Is True Happiness.

Saving Is A Fine Thing. Especially When Your Parents Have Done It For You.