Grass Is Growing On The Front Bench.

The Penalty For Success Is To Be Bored By The People Who Used To Snub You.

The Only Thing The Women Were After Was Just The Chance To Help The World On. But Some Men Were So Dreadfully Afraid Of Them That They Refused To Understand, And Talked About 'shrieking Sisterhoods' And 'disappointed Spinsters' And Rubbish Of That Sort.

When She Woke Briefly During Her Last Illness And Found All Her Family Around Her Bedside: "am I Dying Or Is This My Birthday?"

I Would Rather Commit Adultery Than Drink A Glass Of Beer.

Nobody Wants Me As A Cabinet Minister And They Are Perfectly Right. I Am An Agitator, Not An Administrator.