I Have No Memories I'm Prepared To

Marriage Is Forever. It's Like Cement.

Many Years Ago I Sent An Old, Beloved Jacket To A Cleaner, The Sycamore Cleaners. It Was A Leather Jacket Covered In Guinness And Blood And Marmalade, One Of Those Jobs... And It Came Back With A Little Note Pinned To It, And On The Note It Said, 'it Distresses Us To Return Work Which Is Not Perfect.' So That Will Do For Me. That Can Go On My Tombstone.

There Are Only Two Things One Has To Bear In Mind. One Has To Be Credulous - Able To Believe - And Skeptical - Able To Not Believe, Because If You Are Not Skeptical, You Will Believe Rubbish. If You Are Not Credulous You Will Learn Nothing And The Only Way To Balance Those Two Is To Recognize The Mystery Of Things.

It Distresses Us To Return Work Which Is Not Perfect.

It Is Time For Me To Chuck In The Sponge. To Retire From Films And Stage. The Heart For It Has Gone Out Of Me: It Won't Come Back.