We may have made one of the biggest and most stupid collective mistakes in history by getting so worried about global warming.

Any normal and fair-minded person would have a perfect right to be concerned if a group of Romanian people suddenly moved in next door.

The banking collapse was caused, more than anything, by bad government policy and the total failure of bad regulation, rather than by greed.

The euro Titanic has now hit the iceberg - and there simply aren't enough lifeboats to go round.

I am married to a girl from Hamburg, so no one need tell me about the dangers of living in a German dominated household.

I think frankly when it comes to chaos you ain't seen nothing yet.

There are two completely different Britains. There's London, and there's the rest of Britain.

It's about mass immigration at a time when 21% of young people can't find work. It's about giving £50 million a day to the EU when the public finances are under great strain.

Maybe this will be the beginning of a trend? Flat taxes, cutting foreign aid, a referendum on Europe, grammar schools. Who knows?

It's about businesses nervous about taking on school leavers because of a mass of red tape. It's about health and safety regulations and green fines.

I have been unsure, from the start, what the Occupy movement was all about, although I did suspect that it was just fatuous, anti-enterprise, left-wingery.

True brothers are never blood-related. But born of the spirit.

No tricks, Syn, ” Ryder growled from where he stood a few feet away.“Tricks are for kids, silly rabbit, ” I said

Since the photographic medium has been digitized, a fixed definition of the term photography has become impossible.

The power under the Constitution will always be in the people.

You can talk any redneck into a challenge. That’s why so many rednecks die in strange ways.

When everything changes we learn who we really are. What’s really important. What we want most. We discover the truth in moments of disarray.

[When you write a play] you walk into a forest without a knife, without a compass. But . . . if you have a sense of geography, you find that you're clearing a path and getting to the right place.

The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.

Our old experiences, memories and fears guide us down the present path. It's not so much that you are the artist; you are the conduit.

The one who actually succeeds in making himself believe that he is having a good time is the man of splendid physical health.