Most of the Communists I knew were nice people.
I suppose the common idea of me is that I'm going to be someone who's hyper and cracking jokes all the time, but people who meet me are soon disabused of that notion.
Recently, my personal advisors have been telling me to go to America. Actually, people have been walking up to me in the street and telling me to sod off, but that's the same thing, isn't it?
People used to think I was just a shouty comic but I was doing stuff about Sartre.
I feel really ambiguous about the psychology of people trying to do good in the world.
For me, the showbiz memoir is uninteresting - you want to tell people something they don't know about.
I don't think people were that interested in what I was doing for the most of the 1990s.
I wanted to write about how people's beliefs shift.
People aren't universally heroic.