Modest about our national pride — and inordinately proud of our national modesty.
I always invest in companies an idiot could run, because one day one will.
I find it easy to portray businessmen. Being bland, rather cruel and incompetent comes naturally to me.
I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realise I should have been more specific.
I don’t work that way …. The very idea that all children want to be cuddled by a complete stranger I find completely amazing.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it’s compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
On nudity
The part never calls for it. And I’ve never, ever used that excuse. The box-office calls for it.
Football is a simple game: 22 men chase a ball for 90 minutes and at the end the Germans win.
I’m the kind of person who embarks on an endless leapfrog down the great moral issues. I put a position, rebut it, refute the rebuttal and rebut the refutation. Endlessly.
Sex has never been an obsession with me. It’s just like eating a bag of crisps. Quite nice, but nothing marvellous.
I don’t know what art is, but I do know what it isn’t. And it isn’t someone walking around with a salmon over his shoulder or embroidering the name of everyone they have slept with on the inside of a tent.
Wherever there is suffering, injustice and oppression the Americans will show up, six months late, and bomb the country next to where it is happening.
Good God! I have never drunk a vintage that started with the number two before!
I got into moisturiser when I played football. If you’re out in all weathers you have to take care of your face.
I treat opinion polls with a pinch of sugar.
The marvellous thing about a joke with a double meaning is that it can only mean one thing.
There are moments when we in the British press can show extraordinary sensitivity; these moments usually coincide with the death of a proprietor, or a proprietor’s wife.
If I am doing nothing, I like to be doing nothing to some purpose.

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