I'm a great lover of human beings.

Unless we confront our history, unless we deal with it and move forward, not with recrimination, and move forward then we're always going to have the problems.

The Labor roots are very strong.Paul Keating, made a comment several years ago about looking at that dragging yourself out of poverty, dragging yourself out of that situation.

You always felt not happy about things, but you just couldn't put your finger on what was going.

If you don't learn about each other, you do not understand each other, and you don't hide warts and all, both sides, then you're forever going to repeat history.

A good government is one with a duty to help everyone, to maximise his or her potential: Indigenous people, people with disabilities, and our forgotten families.We will not leave anyone behind.

Marists are workers, we do all the work and Jesuits just think about it.

If I told my parents that I was going to do that [ to be really counsel to a Prime Minister] when I was kid, they would probably put me in therapy.

I can convert anyone.

I'm a great reader of history. I love - I have been reading history since I was a kid, and learning the lessons globally of what happened with people.

Kill the snake of doubt in your soul crush the worms of fear in your heart and mountains will move out of your way.

Who can stop grief's avalanche once it starts to roll.

The more workers you have in your organization, the better you are implanted in the working class, the more likely you are to come up with the concrete problems of the class.

The ultimate foundation of a free society is the binding tie of cohesive sentiment.

Confidence without clarity is always a disaster.

I wish I can enjoy no food but food for thought.

A baroque art-rock bubblegum broadcast on a frequency understood only by female teenagers and bred field mice.

Why is it so easy to acquire the solutions of past problems and so difficult to solve current ones

I remember my sister and I - my big sister would get up on her chair in the kitchen and sing Mary Wells' "What's Easy for Two Is So Hard for One." It was 1966, and I was 10 years old.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.