The desire to win is born in most of us. The will to win is a matter of training. The manner of winning is a matter of honour.

I don't want to fight any wars; if you can get them off before we get there, you do it, but off they go.

[On being asked how many Mrs. Thatchers there were:] Oh, three at least. There is the intellectual one, the intuitive one and the one at home.

(Not) even the US can impose peace: it has to be genuinely accepted by both parties involved.

Their pitiless ideology only survives because it is maintained by force. But the day comes when the anger and frustration of the people is so great that force cannot contain it. Then the edifice cracks: the mortar crumbles.

We have become a grandmother.

To cure the British disease with socialism was like trying to cure leukaemia with leeches.