I wish I'd drunk more champagne.

This siren, this goat-footed bard, this half human visitor to our age the hag-ridden and enchanted woods of Celtic antiquity. One catches in his company that flavour of final purposelessness, inner responsibility, existence outside or away from our Saxon good and evil, mixed with cunning, remorselessness, love of power.

Capitalism is the extraordinary belief that the nastiest of men, for the nastiest of reasons, will somehow work for the benefit of us all.

If you owe your bank manager a thousand pounds, you are at his mercy. If you owe him a million pounds, he is at your mercy.

The numeric system was invented to help man to put order in the chaos of the world.

God has arrived. I met him on the 5:15 train.

Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone.