I write at high speed because boredom is bad for my health.

Work hard, do the best you can, don't ever lose faith in yourself and take no notice of what other people say about you.

My philosophy is as simple as ever - smoking, drinking, moderate sexual intercourse on a diminishing scale, reading and writing (not arithmetic). I have a selfish absorption in the well-being and achievement of Noel Coward.

I'll go and see anything so long as it amuses me, or moves me. If it doesn't do either I want to go home.

To take a gloomy view of life is not part of my philosophy; to laugh at the idiocies of my fellow creatures is. However, at this particular moment I cannot find so much to laugh at as I would like.

My body has certainly wandered a good deal, but I have an uneasy suspicion that my mind has not wandered enough.

He's completely unspoiled by failure.