At my age the only problem is with remembering names. When I call everyone darling, it has damn all to do with passionately adoring them, but I know I'm safe calling them that. Although, of course, I adore them too.

Art is not an elitist gift for a few select people. Art is for everyone.

I do not have a brain that I long for in dealing with matters of which I am ignorant, that don't come within my ken and a rationale, a reason, and argument and so on, and I can't do that and I'm not in that bracket at all.

I don't read a great deal of fiction, to my shame, other than the classics.

I was on my own union council for twenty-odd years.

I don't blame people for their mistakes, but I do ask that they pay for them.

I can't write, I can't paint, I don't compose.