During the Cold War, we lived in coded times when it wasn't easy and there were shades of grey and ambiguity.

I once heard someone say morality was method. Do you hold with that? I suppose you wouldn't. You would say that morality was vested in the aim, I expect. Difficult to know what one's aims are, that's the trouble, specially if you're British.

I don't know whether it's age or maturity, but I certainly find myself committed more and more to the looser forms of Western democracy at any price.

During the Cold War, we lived in coded times when it wasn't easy and there were shades of grey and ambiguity.

There is a terrible alienation in the ordinary man between what he is being told and what he secretly believes.

It's easy to forget what intelligence consists of: luck and speculation. Here and there a windfall, here and there a scoop.

I think the greatest single enemy is the misuse of information, the perversion of truth in the hands of terribly skillful people.