“My desire to get here [Parliament] was like miners’coal dust, it was under my fingers and I couldn’t scrub it out.”

Good temper and moderation are the characteristics of parliamentary language.

You’ve got to ensure that the holders of an opinion, however unpopular, are allowed to put across their points of view.

For though the flame of liberty may sometimes cease to shine, the coal can never expire.

I come from a coal-mining, working-class background. My father was a coal miner.

A diamond is a piece of coal that stuck to the job.

To shipbrokers, coal was black gold.

Perhaps time’s definition of coal is the diamond.

Electric power is everywhere present in unlimited quantities and can drive the world’s machinery without the need of coal, oil, gas, or any other of the common fuels.

A diamond is just a lump of coal that stuck to its job.

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.