Truth, like a torch, the more it’s shook it shines.
Pick up a sunflower and count the florets running into its centre, or count the spiral scales of a pine cone or a pineapple, running from its bottom up its sides to the top, and you will find an extraordinary truth: recurring numbers, ratios and proportions.
I think there ought to be a club in which preachers and journalists could come together and have the sentimentalism of the one matched with the cynicism of the other. That ought to bring them pretty close to the truth.
My biggest blast-off hit was ‘You Raise Me Up.’ If you ever have a wedding or a funeral, it’s a good pick.
We were pretty good mates until the Beatles started to split up and Yoko came into it. It was more like old army buddies splitting up on account of wedding bells.
The Hiltons know how to put on a good wedding, that’s all I can say.
Quarrels often arise in marriages when the bridal gifts are excessive.