When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. – William Shakespeare, HenryV
Without the Empire we should be tossed like a cork in the cross current of world politics. It is at once our sword and our shield. – William Morris Hughes
When I look out at the people and they look at me and theyre smiling, then I know that Im loved. That is the time when I have no worries, no problems. – Etta James
