I like to move among painters, mathematicians, psychologists, people who can tell me something.

I suppose I'm led to do so by the fact of what happened to my contemporaries - people whom I've admired, people who I thought were ten times better than me when I was in my twenties and early thirties. I may have been right.

My early wounds were the English school system among other things. It wasn't merely the discipline, it was the ways in which boys got what was called the school spirit.

If you can tell a story well, you can move people to do something.

I was allowed to wander where I could. Here is a case in which you search for your independence and allow something creative to come out of that.

Orwell was the sort of man who was full of grievances. He was very loyal. Once he got to know you, he was extremely loyal. He hated passionately and irrationally.