Poor fellow, he suffers from files.

Reactionary: a man walking backwards with his face to the future.

You call that statesmanship. I call it an emotional spasm.

Listening to a speech by [Neville] Chamberlain is like paying a visit to Woolworth's, everything in its place and nothing above sixpence.

I read the newspapers avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.

No amount of cajolery, and no attempts at ethical or social seduction, can eradicate from my heart a deep burning hatred for the Tory Party. So far as I am concerned they are lower than vermin.

In Germany democracy died by the headman's axe. In Britain it can be by pernicious anaemia.