Tisza was a man whose brave and manly character, stern and resolute nature, fearlessness and integrity raised him high above the average man.

He was a thorough man, with brilliant qualities and great faults; a man whose like is rare in Europe, in spite of those faults.

Great bodies cast long shadows; and he was great, and modelled out of the stuff from which the heroes of old were made--heroes who understood how to fight and die.

How often did I reproach him with his unhappy "_puszta_" patriotism, that was digging a grave for him and all of us.

It was impossible to change him; he was obstinate and unbending, and his greatest fault was that, all his life, he was under the ban of a petty ecclesiastical policy.
Not a single square metre would he yield either to Roumania in her day, nor to the Czechs or the Southern Slavs.