I don't have a saviour or a royal family.

When you look at Prince Charles don't you think that someone in the Royal family knew someone in the Royal family?

My family and I would never receive royalties on the revenue that my materials brought into the church materials that were created on our own personal time.

If you ever start feeling like you have the goofiest craziest most dysfunctional family in the world all you have to do is go to a state fair. Because five minutes at the fair you'll be going 'you know we're alright. We are dang near royalty.'

The royals - all of them especially Prince Philip and Prince Charles - have done outstanding work with the faith communities.

We need to accept that we won't always make the right decisions that we'll screw up royally sometimes - understanding that failure is not the opposite of success it's part of success.

The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind.

Dad went to Canada to learn how to fly with the Royal Canadian Air Force. He took me on my first airplane ride where I could have a hand on the stick.

My dad used to love Steely Dan the Stones Jethro Tull and all that. There was always Steely Dan going in my dad's car but I remember The Royal Scam in particular because it has 'Kid Charlemagne' on it.

The monarchy is foremost a business and it's important to them that the British public continue to finance the excessive luxurious lifestyles of the now quite enormous wasteful and useless 'royal' family. I find it very sad.

On a royal birthday every house must fly a flag or the owner would be dragged to a police station and be fined twenty-five rubles.

When we'd suggested doing it the Theatre Royal management had said 'Nobody wants to see Waiting for Godot.' As it happened every single ticket was booked for every single performance and this confirmation that our judgment was right was sweet. Audiences came to us from all over the world. It was amazing.

Largely this is a class thing - writers tend to be cosseted little middle-class kiddies who think that the world owes them a royalty cheque. But just doing it - being in your room for years on end locked in your head alone with invented ghosts - it weakens and softens the body. And I know I can't just live in my head.