I became a professional cricket teacher about 20 years ago. I had a son born to me when I was 50, and I thought, he needs someone to bowl to him.

I can't stand light. I hate weather.

A victory? What have we won? We've won a rock in the middle of a wasteland, on the shores of a poisoned sea.

If I'm not at my study by 10:00, 10:30, forget it, I can't write a word.

If you can't do something willingly and joyfully, then don't do it.

Question: How do you know you're God? Answer: Simple. When I pray to him, I find I'm talking to myself.

I'm a working stiff, baby, just like everybody else.