I have become like a rhinoceros - thick-skinned - all the gossip about my numerous affairs does not bother me anymore.
I've spent many hours on national TV talking about politics and current affairs, including sexual harassment and the #MeToo Movement.
Just cheating and lying in any way doesn't go well with me. So as a person, I am not okay with extramarital affairs.
Immense power is acquired by assuring yourself in your secret reveries that you were born to control affairs.
All of our affairs, since the union of crowns, have been managed by the advice of English ministers, and the principal offices of the kingdom filled with such men, as the court of England knew would be subservient to their designs.
The current neglect of the problem can only irritate this deplorable state of affairs. The Black Muslims should constitute a warning to our society, a warning that must be heeded if we are to preserve the society.
Who, then, will govern? The answer must be, Man - for we have no angels in the shape of men, as yet, who are willing to take charge of our political affairs.
I don't want to repeat myself. I don't want to shoot 10 installments of 'Infernal Affairs.'
I probably owe my political dismay to New Labour, but also my growing sense that the satirical shape of human affairs is international and historical, not glued to the tawdry ambitions of a team of politicians who represent nothing but themselves.
Modern warfare is by no means merely a matter of military operations. Economic affairs stand together with them in the first rank of the factors of importance.
