I don't want to be married. I don't know - it sounds crazy, but in my mind, it's all connected. You get married, you have kids, you grow old, then you die. Somehow, it seems to me, if you didn't get married, you wouldn't die.

I must firmly adhere to the views I have held and practice, that Socialism to succeed must be practical, tolerant, cohesive and consciously compromising with Progressive forces running, if not so far, in parallel lines towards its own goal.

You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues, clean manners, clean morals and clean characters.

Why four great powers should fight over Serbia no fellow can understand.

My duty is clear and at all costs will be done.

I am not ashamed to say that I am the son of a washerwoman.

I believe, however, that impending events will call us and we must respond but where, with whom, and how?