Four specters haunt the Poor - Old Age, Accident, Sickness and Unemployment. We are going to exorcise them. We are going to drive hunger from the hearth. We mean to banish the workhouse from the horizon of every workman in the land.

It is always too late, or too little, or both. And that is the road to disaster.

Four specters haunt the poor - old age, accident, sickness and unemployment

We are fighting Germany, Austria and drink, and as far as I can see, the greatest of these three deadly foes is drink.

The finest eloquence is that which gets things done.

Wisdom is like a baobab tree; no one individual can embrace it.

The government are behaving like a bevy of maiden aunts who have fallen among buccaneers.