Terry Wogan Quotes

I can be very messy and disorganized. And I don't throw away anything.

I'm a real hoarder.

I live like a crazy old pack rat.

I keep everything. It's one of my problems. I'm a saver.

My mom is a pack rat.

Wherever I go, stuff accumulates.

I'm a pack rat, like most people.

I am quite a hoarder, so it is important to let go of some stuff.

My wife and I have enjoyed over forty years of wedded blitz.

I've been married forty-five years. I think laughter is the secret.

When I get older losing my hair many years from now. Will you still be sending me a Valentine. Birthday greetings, bottle of wine? If I'd been out till quarter to three would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four?

You ask me, 'What is the secret of remaining happy and married?'

Clutter in its highest and most organized form is called collecting.

It is one thing to be a man's wife - quite another to be the mother of his children. In fact, once you become a mother, being a wife seems like a game you once played or a self-help book you were overly impressed with as a teenager that on second reading is puffy with common ideas. This was one of the many things I had learned since crossing over into the middle place - that sliver of time when childhood and parenthood overlap.

From woman, man is born; within woman, man is conceived; to woman he is engaged and married. Woman becomes his friend; through woman, the future generations come. When his woman dies, he seeks another woman; to woman he is bound. So why call her bad? From her, kings are born. From woman, woman is born; without woman, there would be no one at all.

Too often, a vast collection of possessions ends up possessing its owner.

I became a stand-up comedienne because I had a sit-down husband.

I didn't want to tell the story of what makes two people come together, although that's a theme of great power and universality. I wanted to find out what it takes for two people to stay together for fifty years -- or more. I wanted to tell not the story of courtship, but the story of marriage.

according to the old joke, married people are often like little boys bathing, who cry with chattering teeth to the boys on the shore, 'Do come in, it's so warm' - it is not always warm.

It goes far towards reconciling me to being a woman, when I reflect that I am thus in no danger of ever marrying one.

Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long as it kept the dignity of duty: lapsing from that, it became a mere battle of ugly appetites.

Making the majors is not as hard as staying there, staying interested day after day. It's like being married. The hardest part is to stay married.

Why on earth declutter when you can just shrinkwrap?

Any young man, who makes dowry a condition to marriage, discredits his education and his country and dishonours womanhood.

It suddenly hit me one day: after we're married I'll be called Mrs T Leaf!