We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.

These are great days.

The statesman who yields to war fever must realise that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.

An extra yawn one morning in the springtime, an extra snooze one night in the autumn is all that we ask in return for dazzling gifts. We borrow an hour one night in April; we pay it back with golden interest five months later.

Politics is like waking up in the morning. You never know whose head you'll find on the pillow.

You gotta have some balls to be a female PM in England

The belief that security can be obtained by throwing a small state to the wolves is a fatal delusion.