I'm always slightly envious of people who become extremely rich without anyone knowing who the hell they are, like financiers.

Am I a car aficionado? No: for me, cars have always been just for transport. I didn't even know anyone who had a car until I was 14 or 15.

In the sixties, everyone you knew became famous. My flatmate was Terence Stamp. My barber was Vidal Sassoon. David Hockney did the menu in a restaurant I went to. I didn't know anyone unknown who didn't become famous.

Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens underneath.

I've always loved reprehensible people because they're so much more interesting to play on screen.

The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.