If God had meant us to go metric, why did he give Christ twelve apostles?

If you'd spent your life being called "Gyles Brandreth", you would crawl across broken glass to achieve the bliss, the simplicity, the purity, the joy of simply being called "Bob".

He loved what he did, he loved being on Countdown - he just loved life

Gazing at the typewriter in moments of desperation I console myself with three thoughts. Alcohol at six, dinner at eight, and to be immortal you've got to be dead.

Praise makes me humble, but when I am abused, I know that I have touched the stars.

I think it should be made clear that the Conservatives and the Liberal Democrats, they have not got into bed together; they are merely sharing a room.

As a politician, you only meet two types of people. People with problems, and people who are right.

John Major. He dresses so well. And so quickly.

In the Members' Dining Room, the Conservatives eat at one end, the Labour Party at the other, while the Liberals wait at table.

I am the prince of procrastination. It is my besetting sin. I never put off till tomorrow what I can possibly do - the day after

Those who pay their bills on time are soon forgotten. It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.

Do not allow your life to keep pouring out and reducing without converting it to tangible products.

Emotion is created by a cause, whether that cause is factual or imaginary does not matter, as longer as the believer holds it as true.

You will serve. Either someone else's vision and purpose, or your own.

Show me a person who has never made a mistake and I'll show you someone who has never achieved much.

But I didn't know about the other story.""What other story?”"About how you and Adrian Ivashkov are—""No, whatever you heard it’s not true.""But it was really romantic""Then it’s definitely not true.

To me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. You see, I could conceive death, but I could not conceive betrayal.

Our whole family thrives under pressure. It's like our family motto or something.Apart from my brother Peter, of course. He had a nervous break down. But the rest of us.

I shall become a master in this art only after a great deal of practice.

Let us never consider ourselves finished nurses....we must be learning all of our lives.

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