Without class differences, England would cease to be the living theatre it is.

The meal was pretentious - a kind of beetroot soup with greasy croutons; pork underdone with loud vulgar cabbage, potato croquettes, tinned peas in tiny jam-tart cases, watery gooseberry sauce; trifle made with a resinous wine, so jammy that all my teeth lit up at once.

Ignorance and poverty are the best condiments for the great feast of the world, but the inexperienced and poor are never invited to it.

I've always felt that English women had to be approached in a sisterly manner, rather than an erotic manner.

Fumbling for a word is everybody's birthright.

If you believe in an unseen Christ, you will believe in the unseen Christlike potential of others.

Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.