We in Britain stopped evolving gastronomically with the advent of the pie. Everything beyond that seemed like a brave, frightening new world. We knew the French were up to something across the Channel, but we didn't want anything to do with it.
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.
As far as I'm concerned, there won't be a Beatles reunion as long as John Lennon remains dead.
I love New York.
The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.