If you do not seek to publish what you have written, then you are not a writer and you never will be.

Data is what distinguishes the dilettante from the artist

Today 23 years ago dear Grandmama died. I wonder what she would have thought of a Labour Government.

No more coals to Newcastle, no more Hoares to Paris.

I have many times asked myself whether there can be more potent advocates of peace upon earth through the years to come than this massed multitude of silent witnesses to the desolation of war.

Is it possible that my people live in such awful conditions? I tell you, Mr Wheatley, that if I had to live in conditions like that I would be a revolutionary myself.

Always go to the bathroom when you have a chance.