To me, reason is as spiritual as anything else, the beauty of reason seems to me indelible and ineffable and numinous... the spirit is after all the same word we use to describe... essence

If you have been, I'm glad you've stopped.

There is simply no limit to the tyrannical snobbery that otherwise decent people can descend into when it comes to music.

Hold the newsreader's nose squarely, waiter, or friendly milk will countermand my trousers.

Life, that can shower you with so much splendour, is unremittingly cruel to those who have given up.

A film star is a kind of public monument, and everyone's staring at them, and they've kind of got railings around them, and they're rather miserable most of the time.

One of the most unattractive human traits, and so easy to fall into, is resentment at the sudden shared popularity of a previously private pleasure. Which of us hasn't been annoyed when a band, writer, artist or television series that had been a minority interest of ours has suddenly achieved mainstream popularity? When it was at a cult level we moaned at the philistinism of a world that didn't appreciate it, and now that they do appreciate it we're all resentful and dog-in-the-manger about it.