I think I was just very odd.

I have many good friends, but I tend to keep to myself anyway. It's odd, doing things and having no one to share them with.

My career is chequered. Then I think I got pigeon-holed in humour; Shakespeare is not my thing.

I said 'It can't go on' and he said 'No, it can't.' Honestly, I don't think I could have mattered less to him by then. But by then, nothing mattered to him.

If you're lucky, I think you know what you want to do with your life. I think that's a greater gift that any of the gifts you might have when you do know, if you know what I mean. It must be awful to not know what to do.

America is a nation that conceives many odd inventions for getting somewhere but it can think of nothing to do once it gets there.