I have got so low that I have asked to be hospitalized and for deep narcosis (sleep). I cannot stand being awake. The pain is too much... Something has happened to me, this vital spark has stopped burning - I go to a dinner table now and I don't say a word, just sit there like a dodo. Normally I am the centre of attention, keeps the conversation going, - so that is depressing in itself. It's like another person taking over, very strange. The most important thing I say is 'good evening' and then I go quiet.

We don't have anything planned, so nothing can go wrong.

Listen, someone's screaming in agony- fortunately I speak it fluently

Any man can be 62, but it takes a bus to be 62A.

If you kill me, I promise you - you will never take me alive.

A bird in The Strand is worth two in Shepherds Bush

Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B?