But it was I - yes I - who discovered the link between excessive masturbation and entry into politics!

Abysmal vermin that I am, I couldn't of course tell her that it was her incredible mother that I wanted to see again… I knew only as I drove through the cold, night autumn air that somewhere Freud, Sophocles and Eugene O’Neill were laughing.

By now they had mastered my own language, but they still made simple mistakes, like using 'hermeneutics,' when they meant 'heuristic'.

I have no idea what I am doing but incompetence has never prevented me from plunging in with enthusiasm.

I don't believe in the after life, although I am bringing a change of underwear.

There is an advantage in having a routine and working with the same people when you can and in writing as a regular thing and filming as a regular thing. That routine pays off for you. You get a lot of productivity that way, rather than sitting around waiting for inspiration and waiting for the perfect thing to happen. I would be much less productive that way.

I've never been an intellectual but I have this look.