That charity fund, inside and outside Scotland is a very important identity of Celtic Football Club.

Celtic supporters want to be proud of their Club. That's all they want. It is what they deserve.

Being a Celtic supporter is not always easy, but it is always worthwhile.

I want people to judge me on what we have achieved after five years. I will go back to my home in Bermuda, play some golf and live a healthier life.

I'm just a footnote in the grand scheme of things. Brother Walfrid was the visionary who started things and his is a name that should stay in people's minds.

You cannot change the minds of the mindless. But that doesn't mean you just admit that's the way we have to live.

It's not just a football club. Celtic means so much to so many people.

When we score a sublime goal I'm as happy as anyone but you don't get to enjoy a game. You can't possibly. The game's too important to enjoy.

Celtic is a community institution the supporters are entitled to be proud of.

You can't live on the hope of a television contract and play in a stadium with nobody there.

Culture is a symbolic veil with which we hide our animal nature from ourselves … and other animals.

Before you live, love. Before you expire, inspire. Let your love be an inspiration to someone to also love another and together we build up a happy world!

sometimes every word i write is 'love' but the letters are rearranged, the sounds are different. all the words are red.

I have a ridiculous fear of sharks but I'd jump in the water in a second for an amazing role.

But there's a difference between privacy and secrecy, and I'm not a secretive person.

A rich woman seems to have all her banknotes about her, guarding her virtue, like a cuirass, in the lining of her corset.

I think it's amazing to have one writer write every episode of a series. It's very rare, I think. You get a voice that continues.

It's just money; it's made up. Pieces of paper with pictures on it so we don't have to kill each other just to get something to eat.

I came from a dirt farm, now I'm filthy rich.

While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.