“A volunteer nurse for the British Red Cross, she followed her surgeon husband, Sir John Bradford, to northern France at the outbreak of the war and spent the duration of the conflict performing the remarkable yet unsung role of "hospital… — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
If Kitchener was not a great man, he was, at least, a great poster. — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
Too much brilliance has its disadvantages, and misplaced wit may raise a laugh, but often beheads a topic of profound interest. — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
the announcement that you are going to tell a good story (and the chuckle that precedes it) is always a dangerous opening. — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
“We desire no conquest, no dominion, we seek no indemnities, no material compensation for the sacrifices we shall freely make.” — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
Haunted from my early youth by the transitoriness and pathos of life, I was aware that it is not enough to say "I am… — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
My sort of looks are of the kind that bore me when I see them on other people. — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
“The home the military top brass had created for themselves was "picturesque, romantic and unreal", he wrote. "It was as though men were playing… — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
[On Austen Chamberlain:] He is more loyal to his friends than to his convictions. — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image
Lloyd George? There is no Lloyd George. There is a marvellous brain; but if you were to shut him in a room and look… — Margot Asquith Copy Share Image