Michelin Star? I’d rather chew a French rubber tyre.

A man is biologically incapable of giving ‘the look’.

Life is a wonderfully fine thing. Go live it.

Character and purpose are directly linked to confidence and conviction. What links them? Courage – to be oneself, no matter what others might say.

You need to be outdoors. Away from here. You need a holiday.

In with the new, out with the old.’ That’s what we’re told. We have to change, adapt, compromise.

Change, it seems, is inevitable. And so is compromise.

Things today ‘sure ain’t like they used to be’. They’ve changed, moved on, progressed.

Compromise is a choice. As is the defence of one’s self.

Fine Things are reservoirs for the heart.

The bright light of brilliance keeps the darkness away, but it can be so very exhausting.

A los mortales os hace falta compañía porque tenéis tristeza, deseos y un tiempo limitado de vida.

Last warning. I don't play nice.

I wish we had more visible Christian and Catholic leaders who talked about love.

I'm a holy man minus the holiness. Hand that on to your three spies, and tell them to put it in their pipes.

Many a one cannot loosen his own fetters, but is nevertheless his friend's emancipator.

I often say that ... I'm just involved in comedy, so I can be around it.

If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.

I don't know how else to tell the story except to utilise that vocabulary: the rain, the darkness, the mansions, the framing, etc, the lighting and that sort of thing.

The moment you start seeing life as non-serious, a playfulness, all the burden on your heart disappears. All the fear of death, of life, of love - everything disappears.

We want men who will fix their eyes on the stars, but who will not forget that their feet must walk on the ground.