I still prefer horses to human beings.

Any criticism of Thatcher throws a dangerously absurd light on the entire machinery of British politics. Thatcher's name must be protected, not because of all the wrong that she had done, but because the people around her allowed her to do it.

The sorrow of the IRA Brighton bombing is that Thatcher escaped unscathed.

I find that it isn't wise to attempt to judge people on their public persona, and even on the music they make. Because I've met so many people whose music I cannot stand, and they're very nice. At the same time, I've met people whose music I've loved, and they're not the person you've invested all this emotion in.

I see myself rather like an old discarded dishrag.

You can't help but feel that the Chinese people are a subspecies.

It's so tedious that everyone must be defined.