It Is No Accident That Wherever The

I Hope Those Who Shouted "fascist" And "nazi" Are Aware That Before They Were Born I Was Fighting Against Fascism And Nazism.

I Do Here In The Most Solemn And Bitter Manner Curse The Prime Minister Of England [sic] For Having Cumulated All His Other Betrayals Of The National Interest And Honour, By His Last Terrible Exhibition Of Dishonour, Weakness And Gullibility. The Depths Of Infamy Which Our Accurst "love Of Peace" Can Lower Us Are Unfathomable.

In The End, The Labour Party Could Cease To Represent Labour. Stranger Historic Ironies Have Happened Than That.

The Happiest And Most Glorious Hours Of My Life With Books Have Been With German Books.

All Political Lives, Unless They Are Cut Off In Midstream At A Happy Juncture, End In Failure, Because That Is The Nature Of Politics And Of Human Affairs.