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　　Blood, Toil, Sweat and tears

In this crisis I think I may be pardoned if I do not address the House at any length today,

and I hope that any of my friends and colleagues or former colleagues who are affected by the political reconstruction

will make all allowances for any lack of ceremony with which it has been necessary to act

I say to the House as I said to Ministers who have joined this government,

I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, sweat and tears

We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind

We have before us many, many months of struggle and suffering

You ask, what is our policy? I say it is to wage war by land, sea and air

War with all our might and with all the strength God has given us,

and to wage war against a monstrous tyranny never surpassed in the dark and unpleasant catalogue of human crime

That is our policy

You ask, what is our aim?

I can answer in one word

It is victory Victory at all costs—victory in spite of all terrors—victory,

however long and hard the road may be, for without victory there is no survival

Let that be realized

No survival for the British Empire, no survival for all that the British Empire has stood for,

no survival for the urge, the impulse of the ages,

that mankind shall move forward toward his goal

I take up my task in light heart and hope

I feel sure that our cause will not be suffered to fail among men

I feel entitled at this juncture, at this time, to claim the aid of all and to say,

“Come then, let us go forward together with our united strength”

　　On Going a Journey

One of the pleasantest things in the world is going a journey

but I like to go by myself

I can enjoy society in a room;

but out of doors, nature is company enough for me

I am then never less alone than when alone

“The fields his study, nature was his book”

I cannot see the wit of walking and talking at the same time

When I am in the country I wish to vegetate like the country

I am not for criticizing hedges and black cattle

I go out for town in order to forget the town and all that is in it

There are those who for this purpose go to watering places,

and carry the metropolis with them

I like more space and fewer obstacles

I like solitude, when I give myself up to it, for the sake of solitude; nor do I ask for

“a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper solitude is sweet”

The soul of journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do, just as one pleases

We go a journey chiefly to be free of all obstacles and all inconveniences;

to leave ourselves behind, much more to get rid of others

It is because I want a little breathing space to ponder on indifferent matters, where contemplation

“May plume her feathers and let grow her wings,

that in the various bustle of resort were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired”

I absent myself from the town for a while, without feeling at a loss the moment I am left by myself

Instead of a friend in a post chaise or in a carriage, to exchange good things with,

and vary the same stale topics over again, for once let me have a time free from manners

Give me the clear blue sky over my head, and the green turf beneath my feet,

a winding road before me, and the three hours' march to dinner—and then to thinking!

It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths

I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy!

From the point of yonder rolling cloud I plunge into my past being,

and revel there as the sun-burnt Indian plunges headlong into the wave

that wafts him to his native shore

Then long-forgotten things like “sunken wrack and sumless treasuries,”

burst upon my eager sight, and I begin to feel, think, and be myself again

Instead of an awkward silence, broken by attempts at wit or dull commonplaces,

mine is that undisturbed silence of the heart which alone is perfect eloquence