I want to see us build a country that is at ease with itself, a country that is confident and a country that is able and willing to build a better quality of life for all its citizens.

When your back is against the wall, there is only one thing to do, and that is turn around and fight.

In the next ten years we will have to continue to make changes which will make the whole of this country a genuinely classless society.

I am walking over hot coals suspended over a deep pit at the bottom of which are a large number of vipers baring their fangs.

I think it's extremely unlikely that the European Union will fracture with nations dropping off the edge.

Life is full of surprises.

Recovery begins from the darkest moment.

Society needs to condemn a little more and understand a little less.

Well, I have concerns about the effectiveness of Europe to compete.

A country of long shadows on county cricket grounds, warm beer, green suburbs, dog lovers, and old maids cycling to holy communion through the morning mist.

The first requirement of politics is not intellect or stamina but patience. Politics is a very long run game and the tortoise will usually beat the hare.

it doesn't matter what others think or say it just matters what you do

Prosperity is the fruit of labor. It begins with saving money.

As long as there are rich people who have poor people they can send to fight their wars.. We will never have peace

It is not a waste to write beautiful prose or poetry for one person's eyes alone!

To love is to be transformed into what we love. To love God is therefore to be transformed into God.

[Christ] does not give [men] light but from moment to moment; the instant He withdraws, all is darkness.... God does not give them a stock of holiness.

Every living being is an engine geared to the wheel-work of the universe.

My experience with Khonsu had taught me not be greedy about time. It was best to appreciate what you had and not yearn for more.

Anytime you test for a TV show, you have that bit of squeamishness entering into it because they lock you in for a number years.

A wandering minstrel I A thing of shreds and patches Of ballads, songs and snatches And dreamy lullaby!