I think the reaction to a World War II situation would be the same today as it was in 1942. Initially people would question but once patriotism got stirred up the whole thing would gather momentum and we'd all pull together.

In 'The King's Speech ' patriotism is utterly contained within a historical moment the third of September 1939 where the aggressor is clear the fight is clear it hasn't become complicated over time.

I sit astride life like a bad rider on a horse. I only owe it to the horse's good nature that I am not thrown off at this very moment.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.

The moment a little boy is concerned with which is a jay and which is a sparrow he can no longer see the birds or hear them sing.

Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected momentary and fleeting yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains.

The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough.

Nobody was listening when I learned how to play music. But there's something about being on stage talking to the audience looking at them and smiling that's always been difficult for me. I'm a lot more comfortable now but there are still moments of awkwardness.

Hunting fishing drawing and music occupied my every moment. Cares I knew not and cared naught about them.

The great moments of rock 'n' roll were never off in some corner of the music world in a self-constructed ghetto.