I have always hated that damn James Bond. I'd like to kill him.

Some age. Others mature.

The knighthood I received was a fantastic honour but it's not something I've ever used and I don't think I ever will.

Be careful what you shoot at . . . most things in here don't react too well to bullets.

I can't afford to slow down, but I suppose it really depends. As long as there's enough enthusiasm, then one wants to continue.

I left Scotland when I was 16 because I had no qualifications for anything but the Navy, having left school at 13.

My dear girl, there are some things that just aren't done, such as drinking Dom Perignon '53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That's just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs!