Poor Fellow, He Suffers From Files.

I Know That The Right Kind Of Leader For The Labour Party Is A Desiccated Calculating Machine Who Must Not In Any Way Permit Himself To Be Swayed By Indignation. If He Sees Suffering, Privation Or Injustice He Must Not Allow It To Move Him, For That Would Be Evidence Of The Lack Of Proper Education Or Of Absence Of Self-control. He Must Speak In Calm And Objective Accents And Talk About A Dying Child In The Same Way As He Would About The Pieces Inside An Internal Combustion Engine.

We Know What Happens To People Who Stay In The Middle Of The Road. They Get Run Down.

Stand Not Too Near The Rich Man Lest He Destroy Thee - And Not Too Far Away Lest He Forget Thee.

The Prime Minister Wins Debate After Debate And Loses Battle After Battle. The Country Is Beginning To Say That He Fights Debates Like A War And The War Like A Debate.

I Have Never Regarded Politics As The Arena Of Morals. It Is The Arena Of Interest.