Growing older, I have lost the need to be political, which means ... the need to be left. I am driven to grudging toleration of the Conservative Party because it is the party of non-politics, of resistance to politics.

He who truly believes he has a hangover has no hangover.

If you are using an adverb, you have got the verb wrong.

I'll pour you the first one and after that, if you don't have one, it's your own f****** fault. You know where it is.

When I find someone I respect writing about an edgy, nervous wine that dithered in the glass, I cringe. When I hear someone I don't respect talking about an austere, unforgiving wine, I turn a bit austere and unforgiving myself. When I come across stuff like that and remember about the figs and bananas, I want to snigger uneasily. You can call a wine red, and dry, and strong, and pleasant. After that, watch out.

More always means worse.

I sometimes feel that more lousy dishes are presented under the banner of pate than any other.