Australia, Australia, we love you from the heart. The kidneys, the liver & the giblets too. And every other part.

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

Render any politician down and there's enough fat to fry an egg.

I told you I was sick.

We were making love in the back of a truck and we got carried away.

I told you I was ill. (On his headstone)

Her mother was a cultivated woman - she was born in a greenhouse