I like Mr. Gorbachev, we can do business together.
We were told our campaign wasn’t sufficiently slick. We regard that as a compliment.
It’s a funny old world.
One of the things being in politics has taught me is that men are not a reasoned or reasonable sex.
No woman in my time will be prime minister or chancellor or foreign secretary – not the top jobs. Anyway, I wouldn’t want to be prime minister; you have to give yourself 100 percent.
Platitudes? Yes, there are platitudes. Platitudes are there because they are true.
If… many influential people have failed to understand, or have just forgotten, what we were up against in the Cold War and how we overcame it, they are not going to be capable of securing, let alone enlarging, the gains that liberty has made.
Ought we not to ask the media to agree among themselves a voluntary code of conduct, under which they would not say or show anything which could assist the terrorists’ morale or their cause while the hijack lasted.
It is not the creation of wealth that is wrong, but the love of money for its own sake.
It pays to know the enemy – not least because at some time you may have the opportunity to turn him into a friend.
If you want to cut your own throat, don’t come to me for a bandage.
You and I come by road or rail, but economists travel on infrastructure.
I don’t mind how much my Ministers talk, so long as they do what I say.
If you lead a country like Britain, a strong country, a country which has taken a lead in world affairs in good times and in bad, a country that is always reliable, then you have to have a touch of iron about you.
Being prime minister is a lonely job… you cannot lead from the crowd.