I’m eighteen years behind in my ironing.

The last thing I’d learn, well into my career, was how to get on, how to say hello, how to get in with the audience.

I wanted to become me, totally me. The more me, the better. I instinctively knew this and I was right.

The reason the pro tells you to keep your head down is so you can’t see him laughing.

Old age is when the liver spots show through your gloves.

I want my children to have all the things I couldn’t afford. Then I want to move in with them.