Verbally, I'm quite fast on my feet. I could embarrass or anger most people if I wanted to.

History is either a moral argument with lessons for the here-and-now, or it is merely an accumulation of pointless facts.

The British happened to the rest of the world. Now the world happens to Britain.

Rude interviewers are ten a penny, and politicians have long since learned how to cope.

The only time I penetrated Tony Blair's defenses over Iraq was by keeping eye contact while telling him he never seemed to by sorry

Hard news really is hard. It sticks not in the craw but in the mind. It has an almost physical effect, causing fear, interest, laughter or shock.

Journalism is often simply the industrialisation of gossip.

One aspect of politics too little acknowledged is that besides being jolly serious and all that, it is also a hugely enjoyable game for boys.

Journalism is nine-tenths being in the right places at the right time.

My big toe alone is the size of Yorkshire.

He put his fist against his chest. “Burn, Maddygirl, ” he said. Then he turned and left her in the flickering gloom and thunder.

Tribal Chief 1: The will of the people is what is best. That is what democracy meansTribal Chief 2: But if the people don’t know what they are talking about, how can that be the best?

Don't try to comprehend with your mind. Your minds are very limited. Use your intuition.

We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right.

I loved the way the burned-out flashcubes of the Kodak Instamatic marked a moment that had passed, one that would now be gone forever except for a picture.

I know its corny, but laughter is a two-way gift, and hearing people laugh just warms me through and through.

Form may be of more account than substance. A lens of ice will focus a solar beam to a blaze.

From time to time, it is worth wandering around the fuzzy border regions of what you do, if only to remind yourself that no human activity is an island.

I like to make people feel happy and superior in their reaction towards my appearance.

In man, reason quickens and guides feelings; in brute, the soul lies ever dormant.