Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go.

If there's one word that sums up everything that's gone wrong since the war, it's Workshop. After Youth, that is.

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.

A blonde girl wearing a man's shirt but in all other visible respects unmanly to the point of outright effeminacy.

I want a dish to taste good, rather than to have been seethed in pig's milk and served wrapped in a rhubarb leaf with grated thistle root.

I was never an Angry Young Man. I am angry only when I hit my thumb with a hammer.

A German wine label is one of the things life's too short for, a daunting testimony to that peculiar nation's love of detail and organization.