I don't just randomly kill people... I kill people when it's funny.

The ducks in St James's Park are so used to being fed bread by secret agents meeting clandestinely that they have developed their own Pavlovian reaction. Put a St James's Park duck in a laboratory cage and show it a picture of two men -- one usually wearing a coat with a fur collar, the other something sombre with a scarf -- and it'll look up expectantly.

If you read enough Lionel Fanthorpe, your brain starts to turn to jelly and just dribbles out of your ears.

And if there's a moral there, I don't know what it is, save maybe that we should take our goodbyes whenever we can.

Songs remain. They last...A song can last long after the events and the people in it are dust and dreams and gone. That's the power of songs.

You don't have to test everything to destruction just to see if you made it right.

Agnes was the worst prophet that's ever existed. Because she was always right. That's why the book never sold.