I have the worst ear for criticism; even when I have created a stage set I like, I always hear the woman in the back of the dress circle who says she doesn't like blue.

I can't afford a whole new set of enemies.

Mrs Woolf's complaint should be addressed to her creator, who made her, rather than me.

Perhaps the world's second-worst crime is boredom; the first is being a bore.

Oh, well, he couldn't do everything, could he?

Americans have an abiding belief in their ability to control reality by purely material means... airline insurance replaces the fear of death with the comforting prospect of cash.