Love is an act of endless forgiveness; a tender look which becomes a habit.
Parents are the bones on which children cut their teeth.
uncontrolled photography is one of the blights of our time.
He shows great originality, which must be curbed at all cost
Parents are the bone on which children sharpen their teeth
There is no question but that if Jesus Christ, or a great prophet from another religion, were to come back today, he would find it virtually impossible to convince anyone of his credentials despite the fact that the vast evangelical machine on American television is predicated on His imminent return among us sinners.
It is of course, reprehensible to steal from others, but plain stupid to steal from yourself
If Botticelli were alive today he’d be working for Vogue.
The truth is really an ambition which is beyond us.
People at the top of the tree are those without qualifications to detain them at the bottom.
Children are the only form of immortality that we can be sure of.
To refuse awards is another way of accepting them with more noise than is normal.
Marriage is like a three-speed gearbox affection, friendship, love. It is not advisable to crash your gears and go right through to love straightaway. You need to ease your way through. The basis of love is respect, and that needs to be learned from affection and friendship.
The habit of religion is oppressive, an easy way out of thought
Corruption is nature’s way of restoring our faith in democracy.
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
The French and the British are such good enemies that they can’t resist being friends.
I imagine hell like this: Italian punctuality, German humour and English wine.
I have three daughters and I find as a result I played King Lear almost without rehearsal
It is our responsibilities, not ourselves, that we should take seriously.