Would you call yourself a man if you let them starve, if you sent your children sobbing away from you when there was bread to be had for the fighting, bread to be taken from those who had also meat?
I think not.

I am not afraid of plunging the country into disaster.

It is my belief that the sufferings and the loss which would ensue would not fall upon the class who are already dwelling in misery." Mr.Foley moved nervously to the mantelpiece and helped himself to a cigarette.
"Mr.Maraton," he said, "we will not argue on these lines.

I like to feel my feet upon the earth.

I like to deal with the things one knows about.