I don't think I'm known for my gifts - I'm known for my gall. I don't want to be just a famous person - I'm too old.

Being well-dressed gives a feeling of inward tranquility which psychoanalysis is powerless to bestow.

Unhappiness lies in that gap between our talents and our expectations.

A woman is supposed to have curves like an old Bentley, not like some old bike.

Self-pity is the most destructive of all narcotics.

I am not an intellectual. An intellectual is someone who looks at a sausage and thinks of Picasso, whereas I just say 'pass the mustard'.

People either hate me or dislike me - but I realized that people aren't against you, they are for themselves. We're all prejudiced in favor of ourselves.

The problem I've got is that I really, really like drugs. I love everything about them. It is horrific being sober all the time-utterly awful.

One of the many troubles of growing older is that it gets progressively harder to find a famous historical figure who hadn't yet amounted to anything by the time he was your age.

People are obsessed by happiness, but there are a lot of other invigorating experiences available.

But really death seems the least awful thing that can happen to someone

Kids chase the love that eludes them.

You fight by rules to keep your humanity

If we give someone a piece of bread and butter, that's kindness, but if we put jelly or peanut butter on it, then it's Loving Kindness.

And if I let myself down, appear on stage when I'm not looking my best, it's not fun for me. I just beat myself up about it.

The struggle to make an absolute statement in an individually conceived vocabulary accounts for the profound tensions inherent in the best modern work.

The Big Tree is Nature's forest masterpiece, and so far as I know, the greatest of living things.

Jealousy ought to be tragic, to save it from being ridiculous.

It is only by frequent deaths of ourselves and our self-centered desires that we can come to live more fully.

As government grows, freedom recedes.

Some typewriters in Whitehall, in the Pentagon, killed more civilians than our little A4 could have ever hoped to.