Men o' war were to be a part of the fabric of my life for the next half-century.

Some men go through life absolutely miserable because, despite the most enormous achievement, they just didn't do one thing-like the architect who didn't build St Paul's. I didn't quite build St Paul's, but I stood on more mountaintops than possibly I deserved.

I can't think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I have had than that everyone should be jolly at my funeral

For what are men better than sheep or goats/ That nourish a blind life within the brain,/ If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer/ Both for themselves and those who call them friend?/ For so the whole round earth is every way/ Bound by gold chains

Exercise is just part of my life.

As wounded men may limp through life, so our war minds may not regain the balance of their thoughts for decades