Saddam Hussein was a horrible man, and I am pleased he is no longer running Iraq. But the war was wrong.

My mobile phone battery runs out all the time because all the messages come straight to me.

I would love to go on MasterChef. But while I really like cooking, I'm doubtful anyone would ever want to pay for what I'd cooked.

What is even more worrying still is George Osborne's breathtakingly complacent response to today's figures. This is a Chancellor who is in total denial.

The thing about politics is to plan 10 years ahead, and assume every year is your last.

I don't think I've ever sent a text to Gordon Brown because I'm confident that he would absolutely have no idea how to receive it. He barely managed to master WordPerfect 4.1.

You could get a cheer by saying: 'Let's withdraw from Afghanistan', but I don't think that's where the public's at. It wouldn't be responsible.

I think three or four years ago, people would have said my biggest weakness was that sometimes I was awkward on television, with my stammer, but I think they'd say that much less now.

For the first time I'm free to be myself.

I will ask every government department to draw up a plan for civil service relocation outside London. And a Labour Treasury will set an objective for savings over the course of the next decade.

The national deficit is not rising.

The thing is to become a master and in your old age to acquire the courage to do what children did when they knew nothing.

She'd jumped out of plenty of planes. Albeit with a parachute in place, but she pushed that worry aside.

My kids used to do things to aggravate me, too. I'd take them to a game, and they'd want to come home with a different player.

Iran is the prime state sponsor of terrorism in the world.

If you do not answer the noise and urgency of your gifts, they will turn on you. Or drag you down with their immense sadness at being abandoned.

The world around you is some kind of distraction at best, and evil at worst, and you should be turning away from it.

Negative feelings choke the Lord’s word in us.

Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love - now you are love.

He treats me like the dirt under my feet.

Think on your toes, use what’s around you, and come up with something organic and fun.