It's very inconvenient because every time I finish, let's say, a chapter of a book, I think I'm going to ring Richard and then realize: Oh, Christ, I've buried him. I buried him last year.

I woke up one morning to find I was famous. I bought a white Rolls-Royce and drove down Sunset Boulevard, wearing dark specs and a white suit, waving like the Queen Mum.

He's a scoundrel, young Brad Pitt, who led me, his elderly colleague, astray more than once.

I'm the most gregarious of men and love good company, but never less alone when alone.

Acting has been described as farting about in disguise.

I'm a professional and I'll do anything - a poetry reading, television, cinema, anything that allows me to act.

Do you not know that King Kong the first was just three foot six inches tall? He only came up to Faye Wray's belly button! If God could do the tricks that we can do he'd be a happy man!