I was irrevocably betrothed to laughter.

I imagine hell like this: Italian punctuality, German humour and English wine.

Laughter... the most civilized music in the world.

Flogging. The only solution to every problem. I warrant even the culprit himself doesn't know! It was just... his... turn!

Critics search for ages for the wrong word, which, to give them credit, they eventually find.

The social sciences were for all those who had not yet decided what to do with their lives, and for all those whose premature frustrations led them into the sterile alleys of confrontation.

I have three daughters and I find as a result I played King Lear almost without rehearsal.