It's No Use Crying Over

I'd Like That Translated, If I May.

Power? It's Like A Dead Sea Fruit. When You Achieve It, There Is Nothing There.

You Can Hardly Say Boo To A Goose In The House Of Commons Now Without Cries Of "ungentlemanly," "not Fair" And All The Rest.

To Be Alive At All Involves Some Risk.

I Will Not Be Able To Carry The Physical Burden Of Leading The Party At The Next General Election. I Hope It Will Soon Be Possible For The Customary Processes Of Consultation To Be Carried On Within The Party About Its Future Leadership.