What I Like Is Bottomless Flattery.

There's A Remedy For Everything Except Death.

The Only Exercise I Take Is Walking Behind The Coffins Of Friends Who Took Exercise.

I'm Not Working-class: I Come From The Criminal Classes.

I Did Quite Enjoy The Days When One Went For A Beer At One's Local In Paris And Woke Up In Corsica.

It Is Time For Me To Chuck In The Sponge. To Retire From Films And Stage. The Heart For It Has Gone Out Of Me: It Won't Come Back.