My dad was a diplomat and after living in America, where I was born, he was posted to Cairo.

The crushing, pitiful, and frequently just plain risible pathos of an unsuccessful actor/performer's life is well charted.

Both Plockton and the Isle of Muck in north-west Scotland are incredibly beautiful. Sadly, Plockton has been discovered by tourists because it's where they shot Hamish Macbeth.

If one's honest about it, spending time in a car with children is pretty ghastly.

Despotism isn't nearly as bad as it's cracked up to be.

My theory is that one needs to be loved completely, unconditionally, and unfettered by parental disapproval, if one is to get happily through life which, after all, presents its own hurdles.

My mother, father, stepmother and surrogate mother have all died of cancer; my best friend has got terminal cancer and at least five of my other friends have had cancer but survived it.

If there's one thing I know, it's this - everybody thinks somebody else is having a better life.

If you have any power at all from being popular, then you have a duty to help people out.

Does everyone turn into a truculent thirteen-year-old when they go home, or is it just me?

Statistically, if you have ever dieted you are extremely likely not only to regain any weight you lose, but to go on to gain even more. Dieting makes you fat.

If you can admit that you haven't yet understood everything, faith can fill the emptiness in heart to confront the hesitation.

False friends leave you in times of trouble.

Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them

There is no point in me worrying about what Bloomberg or Badillo will do.

The majority don't like me before the curtain goes up, and I always have to win them.

The outcome of the city will depend on the race between the automobile and the elevator, and anyone who bets on the elevator is crazy.

The camera can represent flesh so superbly that, if I dared, I would never photograph a figure without asking that figure to take its clothes off.

Fame itself is but an epitaph; as late, as false, as true.

Great books conserve time.

I would not wish to imply that most industrial accidents are due to intemperance. But, certainly, temperance has never failed to reduce their number.