I Keep Falling Off The Edge Of

Anybody Who Says, "look, John, I'm A Politician. Don't Believe A Word I Say," Is A Friend Of Mine.

I Don't Have Any Expensive Habits. I'm Not A Car Collector Or Any Of That Nonsense. But I'd Love To Be Incredibly Wealthy For No Reason At All.

It's An Absurdity To Just Wish For A World Of Chaos Without Anything Viable In Its Place. I'm Loyal To My Culture, My Creed, The Human Race And My People And I Don't Want To See Them All End Up In A Mad Max Movie.

Over The Years, During Television Interviews, Whenever The Host Or The Reviewer Or Whoever Gets Cynical And Nasty With Me, I Will Behave Accordingly. I Will Defend Myself.

I Wanted To Wear The Most Impenetrable Suit Of Armour Ever Known To Mankind. 'hello, Mr. Rotten...' You Can't Say Anything About Me. You Can't Put Me Down In Any Way Shape Or Form - I'm Rotten To The Core... You Know, What's Left For You? Pleasantries? I Suppose The Worst Insult You Could Sling My Way Is 'oh, He's Really Nice, Him.'