I love strong women, not only in life but in craft.
Seventy-five percent of MS sufferers are women.
But I can't bear it when somebody who some man made a pass at - to call that violence seems to me absurd and insulting to women who've really met violence, who've been raped or bashed.
I'm very disturbed by violence against women when it is violence.
We were in a great, seething moment in the 1970s. There was a new Labour government and everything seemed full of hope... But, as we got older and we saw how much women's behaviour contributed to what was wrong, we stopped being able to see ourselves purely as.
You, too, women, cast away all the cowards from your embraces; they will give you only cowards for children, and you who are the daughters of the land of beauty must bear children who are noble and brave.
They say a lot of women would like to see me naked, but there's not a lens long enough for that.
Women are women, and hurray for that.
But I'm going to be a real good boy and take it day by day and try to concentrate on what's most important to me, and that's offering women a service.
The problem is with men. I know I shouldn't say this, but they've shrouded and hidden women to hide their incompetence.
I'm an accomplice to helping women get what they want.
I don't love dolls. I love women. I love their bodies.
Two women? God, man. Well, I'm still living. So clearly I must've gotten away with it, when I did do it. But I don't think it's time to blow my cover now.
The women's movement hasn't changed my sex life. It wouldn't dare.
One of my theories is that men love with their eyes; women love with their ears.