I'm an optimist, but an optimist who carries a raincoat

As a scientist, my glass is always 100% full: with water and air

For some reason, I just loved it. There was a sense of optimism and joy in the 1920s.

All these financiers, all the little gnomes in Zurich.

Given a fair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high, not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whatever terms are offered us? No.

Courage is the art of being the only one who knows you're scared to death.