I'm crazy about James Brown. I'm crazy about soul music. And then the blues. Rhythm and blues.

As you get older you feel you need to pay more attention to what is around you and relish it. I'm greedy for beauty.

The way the elderly are treated, and in some cases warehoused and medicated, rather than nurtured and listened to, is distressing.

If you ever see me in a social setting wearing any sort of sportswear, then you know I'm in crisis.

I'm not a financial expert. The Robin Hood tax seems to me a very simple and beautiful idea. I don't see the problem.

I find it hard to relax around any man who's got the second button on his shirt undone.

When people warned me there would be long periods out of work if I became an actor, I couldn't keep a straight face because that was exactly what I had in mind.

I never go on the net or the web, or whatever it's called.

The phenomenon of vampires has always appealed to me. Everyone kind of likes a vampire story because it almost could be true.

I'm not a royal family watcher.

I'm a jacket man. And if I'm without one, I am kind of seriously disabled. I don't know how to operate in shirt sleeves.

Think only of beautiful splendid.

Is life so wretched? Isn't it rather your hands which are too small your vision which is muddied? You are the one who must grow up.

There is huge demand for artificial intelligence technologies.

To Lawren Harris art was almost a mission. He believed that a country which ignored the arts left no record of itself worth preserving.

The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty.

Great Music, it said, and Great Poetry would like quieten Modern Youth down and make Modern Youth more Civilized. Civilized my syphilised yarbles.

The American landscape has no foreground and the American mind no background.

Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong

Life is not so much defined by the external situation as it is by the internal one.

How wonderful are the women and men in the world who feed us. Especially those who feed us with no salary. The mothers—I thought. The wives.