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Being prime minister is a lonely job... you cannot lead from the crowd.
You know, not everybody can afford to pay $58 for prime rib or $650 for a bottle of wine. My friends and I cook for regular families who worry about feeding their kids and paying the bills.
If I had a time machine, I'd visit Marilyn Monroe in her prime or drop in on Galileo as he turned his telescope to the heavens.
Political extremism involves two prime ingredients: an excessively simple diagnosis of the world's ills, and a conviction that there are identifiable villains back of it all.
I know that a prime minister of Canada needs to be deeply respectful of the other levels of government — whether it be municipal, provincial, or even nation-to-nation relationships with aboriginal governments.
The prime communities of the Southwest are survival communities. Their sustenance is governed by rainfall and wind direction. You can study little enclaves of plant materials, how they huddle together for protection. Some are nurse crops.
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.
People in the street will either call me 'Prime Minister' or 'Justin'. We'll see how that goes. But when I'm working, when I'm with my staff in public, I'm 'Prime Minister'. I say that if we're drinking beer out of a bottle, and you can see my tattoos, you should be comfortable calling me 'Justin'.
Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.
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