I like being forced to think about things in a different way.

The labour Party has lost the last four elections. If they lose another, they get to keep the liberal party.

My favourite plant is the foxglove. I think they are a perfect balance between being a garden plant and a wild plant, as at home in woodland as they are in a city.

I'm not bald. I'm just taller than my hair.

I've always liked trees. And then, growing up, I took an interest in ecology, hedges being destroyed, the landscape being turned into prairies.

Gardening has just sort of grown on me. I find it therapeutic. And I like smelly things.

On the environmental front there's concern about global warming and high levels of carbon dioxide, and trees take in CO2 and store carbon.

I don't think I'm really a rude person, but now I see myself on television, I think, 'Oh, God, that is a bit strong.' And I wonder if I've always been like that and I haven't been aware of it.

You can be a famous poisoner or a successful poisoner, but not both, and the same seems to apply to Great Train Robbers.

I think political correctness is a moving line.

It's true, people don't imagine I'd be particularly woody.

We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.

I’m a classic eccentric, living at the extremes of high mania and low mood. There’s no middle ground, only madness and sadness.

If only they gave all unsolved crime cases television air time, they could be solved within an hour on one of those crime story shows.

An endless path is frightening but the path that ends is even more frightening!

There is a germ of revolt lying in the spirit of inquiry and critical curiosity.

When we speak freely, let us speak plainly, for plain speech is wholesome; especially, plain speech about public affairs and public men.

The real trouble comes from not knowing what we really want in the first place.

I think people should have the right to bear arms, but they should be limited as to what kinds of guns they can have.

You mean he came to your school? The scandalous rodent-loaf!

I don't know what the secret is when I am writing it - it really is a surprise to me.