The price you pay for being powerful and being rich is to be hated.

In the beginning was the Lie and the Lie was made news and dwelt among us, graceless and false.

I never met a rich man who was happy, but I have only very occasionally met a poor man who did not want to become a rich man.

When you reach your sixties, you have to decide whether you're going to be a sot or an ascetic. In other words if you want to go on working after you're sixty, some degree of asceticism is inevitable.

It was a somber place, haunted by old jokes and lost laughter. Life, as I discovered, holds no more wretched occupation than trying to make the English laugh.

I accept the fact I am an unregenerate egghead.

I think that any person who is commenting on public affairs is entitled to point out those dangers.