The last time when I handed over information was in February or March 1949.

I joined the Communist Party because I felt I had to be in some organization.

I was a student in Germany when Hitler came to power.

Finally Germany's attack on Russia seemed to confirm that Russia was not shirking and was prepared to carry out a foreign policy with the risk of war with Germany.

There is nobody I know by name who is concerned with collecting information for the Russian authorities. There are people whom I know by sight whom I trusted with my life.

I was ready to accept the philosophy that the Party is right and that in the coming struggle you could not permit yourself any doubts after the party had made a decision.

The Communist Party said that I must finish my studies because after the revolution in Germany people would be required with technical knowledge to take part in the building of the Communist Germany.

Before I joined the project most of the English people with whom I had made personal contacts were left wing and affected to some degree or other by the same kind of philosophy.

I was in the underground until I left Germany.

Since coming to Harwell I have met English people of all kinds, and I have come to see in many of them a deep rooted firmness which enables them to lead a decent way of life.

In the post war period I began again to have my doubts about Russian policy.

A thought is a Cosmic Order waiting to happen.

Variety may be the spice of life, but consistency pays the bills.

Some seek only the appearance of justice and virtues. Some seek real justice and virtues. Some others are too lazy to search at all.

If I cannot brag of knowing something then I brag of not knowing it at any rate brag.

What the government wants is something they never had before. They want total awareness. The question is, is that something we should be allowing?

In the matter of faith, we have the added weight of hope to that of reason in the convictions which we sustain relating to a future state.

Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.

I'm 28 now and they say you peak at 28 - so my best years are still ahead of me.

To put it in my music, that's not the message I am trying to send out. That's not the type of artist I am trying to be.

I won a noble fame; But with a sudden frown, The people snatched my crown, And, in the mire, trod down My lofty name.