Peter Ustinov

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Parents are the bones on which children sharpen their teeth.

The point of living, and of being an optimist, is to be foolish enough to believe the best is yet to come.

Sex is a conversation carried out by other means. If you get on well out of bed, half the problems of bed are solved.

To refuse awards is another way of accepting them with more noise than is normal.

There is no question but that if Jesus Christ, or a great prophet from another religion, were to come back today, he would find it virtually impossible to convince anyone of his credentials despite the fact that the vast evangelical machine on American television is predicated on His imminent return among us sinners.

Comedy is simply a funny way of being serious.

Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.

Unfortunately, the balance of nature decrees that a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares.

A diplomat these days in nothing, but a head waiter who is allowed to sit down occasionally.