There's A Remedy For Everything Except Death.

We All Had Such Larks. Yes, It Was Hard Work But The Friendships And The Genuine Respect We Had For One Another, That Side I Shall Miss Greatly. I've Stopped Acting, But I Don't Think I've Finished Using My Voice. I Could, And Probably Will, Record The Whole Of Shakespeare's Sonnets. They Live At The Side Of My Bed And Are My Constant Companions.

If You Can't Do Something Willingly And Joyfully, Then Don't Do It. If You Give Up Drinking, Don't Go Moaning About It; Go Back On The Bottle. Do. As. Thou. Wilt.

Question: How Do You Know You're God? Answer: Simple. When I Pray To Him, I Find I'm Talking To Myself.

I Did Quite Enjoy The Days When One Went For A Beer At One's Local In Paris And Woke Up In Corsica.

Not Everyone Can Become A Great Artist; But A Great Artist *can* Come From *anywhere*.