I was born in very sorry circumstances. Both of my parents were very sorry.

Such is life and life is such and after all it isn't much. First a cradle. Then a hearse. It might have been better, but it could have been worse.

As you get older three things happen. The first is your memory goes, and I can't remember the other two.

I owe everything to the army.

I was born in London, and went to school in Scotland - I used to be dead tired when I got home at night.

At my age, the radiation will probably do me good.