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Winston Churchill

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Broadly speaking, short words are best, and the old words, when short, are best of all.
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Speech on receiving the London Times Literary Award November 2, 1949
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Never Give In! The Best of Winston Churchill’s Speeches, Hyperion (2003), p. 453 ISBN ISBN 1401300561

 
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