The strangest thing is at tea breaks, or coffee breaks or lunch, you forget you're a zombie. And you're talking about politics to somebody at the table and you forget that you have a bullet hole in your forehead.

I don't know why I should have to learn Algebra... I'm never likely to go there.

When you're eating something and someone asks 'Is that nice?' No it's really revolting - I always eat stuff I hate.

I've always been fascinated by the difference between the jokes you can tell your friends but you can't tell to an audience. There's a fine line you have to tread because you don't know who is out there in the auditorium. A lot of people are too easily offended.

I think of my life as a series of moments and I've found that the great moments often don't have too much to them. They're not huge, complicated events; they're just magical wee moments when somebody says 'I love you' or 'You're a really good at what you do' or simply 'You're a good person'.

I'm not going to throw away the hand of friendship to suit 100 Trotskyites in Glasgow.

When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks, "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here?