“Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren’t.”

Well, there’s a lot to react against!

It used to be about trying to do something. Now it’s about trying to be someone.

A week is a long time in politics.

Socialists are happy until they run out of other people’s money.

It pays to know the enemy – not least because at some time you may have the opportunity to turn him into a friend.

It’s a funny old world.

I usually make up my mind about a man in ten seconds, and I very rarely change it.

Being Prime Minister is a lonely job. In a sense, it ought to be: you cannot lead from the crowd.

Freedom will destroy itself if it is not exercised within some sort of moral framework, somebody of shared beliefs, some spiritual heritage transmitted through the Church, the family, and the school.

I wasn’t lucky, I deserved it.

Of course, it’s the same old story. Truth usually is the same old story.

Don’t follow the crowd, let the crowd follow you.

If you can’t afford it, you can’t have it.

The facts of life are conservative.

I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end.

If you just set out to be liked, you will be prepared to compromise on anything at any time and would achieve nothing.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It’s ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.

Our earnest prayer is that God will graciously vouchsafe prosperity, happiness, and peace to all our neighbors, and like blessings to all the peoples and powers of the earth

Power with God will be the gauge of real power with men.

Power gradually extirpates from the mind every humane and gentle virtue.

You have to, as an individual, know how to tune that stage of your life that’s in the past out.

Silence is the ultimate weapon of power.

Power to the peaceful.

God definitely blessed me with power. I still don’t know the limits of my own power.