Love in all eight tones and all five semitones of the word's full octave.

...the reality of intelligent British speech... uses blasphemus, coital and cloacal expletives as a matter of course.

I have always been an impassioned advocate for the works of Shakespeare. I regard him as one of the most complete miracles of his or any other age.

I have to mime at parties when everyone sings Happy Birthday... Mime or mumble and rumble and growl and grunt so deep that only moles, manta rays and mushrooms can hear me.

I've always had great respect for Paddington because he is amusingly English and eccentric. He is a great British institution and my generation grew up with the books and then Michael Horden's animations.

Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.

You can't reason yourself back into cheerfulness any more than you can reason yourself into an extra six inches in height.