I think once you have done all you can to a manuscript, let it find its way in the world.
I feel fantastically excited that we have a leader who fought for the leadership without compromising his quite challenging view that the party has to change.
It always seemed to me a bit pointless to disapprove of homosexuality. It's like disapproving of rain.
We need to show that we know and understand and can reflect today's Britain. Today we don't.
Everyone now claims to be a moderniser and it's obvious, really. I mean, no one now says 'We need to go backwards. . . to the days of Lord Salisbury'.
It is simply the view, and a view I think shared by most members of the party, that it is very difficult to have a leader that does not command the support of the parliamentary party.
The party at its best has always been a modern party.
Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
The boy, who did everything well and with a natural unslumped grace the wraith himself had always lacked, and whom the wraith had been so terribly eager to see and hear and let him (the son) know he was seen and heard, the son had become a steadily more and more hidden boy, toward the wraith's life's end; and no one else in the wraith and the boy's nuclear family would see or acknowledge this, the fact that the graceful and marvelous boy was disappearing, right before their eyes. They looked but did not see his invisibility.
The sad truth is that most Christians spend their entire lives trying to score points with Someone who is not keeping score.
The trouble with Hooker is that he's got his headquarters where his hindquarters aught to be.