Programme names have been changed, and we have Andrew Neil saying he won't be using long words.

I honestly believe that TV generally is obsessed with the ratings battle to the point of cutting its own throat.

I was disappointed not to be able to interview Mr. Clinton. I met him two years ago. I was looking forward to talking with him about issues from Africa to terrorism.

Over the last two years, I have been able to comb through The Prince's archives. I have been free to read his journals, diaries and many thousands of the letters.

I'm not certain that the BBC can claim to be making a wide enough range of distinctive programmes to make the case convincingly.

The BBC has the obligation to think big. And at the moment, that clarion call sounds an uncertain note to me.

I had no expectation that the Prince would offer me the unprecedented and unfettered access to the original and entirely untapped sources on which this biography is based.

I hate flying. My stomach churns at the mere thought of it.

I adore Madonna. She reinvents herself like no one else.

It's absolutely fine to think of new ways of doing things, and I'm not just asking for the traditional reporter to look into our living rooms night after night.

I ought to rejoice in the fact that our principal rival has died, but I don't.

Books are like plants. They're decorations that are alive.

God (mentally on my knees), if I can just get through this night, I'll come to church. On Christmas. Every fifteen years. For the next fifteen years. So once.

Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.

Solitude without togetherness deteriorates into loneliness. One needs strong roots in togetherness to be solitary rather than lonely when one is alone.

If we do not lay out ourselves in the service of mankind whom should we serve?

You can't help but feel a little bit like a mother to the younger cast members.

The ring always believes that the finger lives for it.

Faith is the means by which the righteousness of Christ is given to us.

The tools I handle are words. They may be unappreciated or misunderstood, but they tell us who we are.

That's pretty tough talk from a guy who has fewer days at work this year than he has houses.