One Of The Many Pleasures Of Old

I Am In A Slight Difficulty Because I Find Myself In A Minute Minority There, In That This Sputnik Didn't Either Interest Me Or Frighten Me, But That's Because I Don't, You See, Believe That The Circumstances Of Life Are The Important Thing.

Old Politicians, Like Old Actors, Revive In The Limelight. The Vacancy Which Afflicts Them In Private Momentarily Lifts When, Oncemore, They Feel The Eyes Of An Audience Upon Them. Their Old Passion For Holding The Centre Of The Stage Guides Their Uncertain Footsteps To Where The Footlights Shine, And Summons Up A Wintry Smile When The Curtain Rises.

I Wouldn't Have Said That Anthony Eden Was Equipped By Nature To Deal With The Situation In The World Today. I Would Have Said That He Was Portentous, Sincere, Honest And Rather Stupid.

It's A Sad Thing About Politics That Most People Get Power Too Late, In That They Differ From Ladies Of Easy Virtue Who Get Their Pleasures Too Early.

Secrecy Is As Essential To Intelligence As Vestments And Incense To A Mass Or Darkness To A Spiritualist Séance And Must At All Times Be Maintained, Quite Irrespective Of Whether Or Not It Serves Any Purpose.