Winston Churchill

To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.

I have never accepted what many people have kindly said-namely that I inspired the nation. Their will was resolute and remorseless, and as it proved, unconquerable. It fell to me to express it.

Meeting Franklin Roosevelt was like opening your first bottle of champagne; knowing him was like drinking it.

It is a fine thing to be honest, but it is also very important to be right.

Here is the answer which I will give to President Roosevelt. Give us the tools, and we will finish the job.

Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.

Employ your time in improving yourself by other men’s writings so that you shall come easily by what others have labored hard for.

If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.

Manners require time, and nothing is more vulgar than haste.

What if… everything you are going through is preparing you for what you asked for?

A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning’s greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.

One night awaits all, and death’s path must be trodden once and for all.

Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.

One soweth and another reapeth is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.

The memory of a day like today reminds me to hold the ones I love that much tighter, that much longer… Take that much more time to be present and to feel the blessing of another day…

I’m just preparing my impromptu remarks.

He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.

Your mind makes a cruel master, but a generous servant.

Somewhere inside all of us is the power to change the world.

It is better to be frightened now than killed hereafter

Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone.