Today 23 years ago dear Grandmama died. I wonder what she would have thought of a Labour Government.

After I am dead, the boy will ruin himself in twelve months.

Always go to the bathroom when you have a chance.

How is the Empire?

Today 23 years ago dear Grandmama died. I wonder what she would have thought of a Labour Government.

My father was frightened of his mother; I was frightened of my father, and I am damned well going to see to it that my children are frightened of me.

Is it possible that my people live in such awful conditions? I tell you, Mr Wheatley, that if I had to live in conditions like that I would be a revolutionary myself.

I venture to allude to the impression which seemed generally to prevail among their brethren across the seas, that the Old Country must wake up if she intends to maintain her old position of pre-eminence in her colonial trade against foreign competitors.

I have many times asked myself whether there can be more potent advocates of peace upon earth through the years to come than this massed multitude of silent witnesses to the desolation of war.