Peter Ustinov

Peter Ustinov
Sir Peter Alexander Ustinov, CBE FRSAwas an English actor, writer, and dramatist. He was also renowned as a filmmaker, theatre and opera director, stage designer, author, screenwriter, comedian, humorist, newspaper and magazine columnist, radio broadcaster, and television presenter. A noted wit and raconteur, he was a fixture on television talk shows and lecture circuits for much of his career. He was also a respected intellectual and diplomat, who in addition to his various academic posts, served as a Goodwill Ambassador...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionMovie Actor
Date of Birth16 April 1921
A diplomat these days is nothing but a head-waiter who's allowed to sit down occasionally.
People at the top of the tree are those without qualifications to detain them at the bottom.
He shows great originality, which must be curbed at all cost
It is of course, reprehensible to steal from others, but plain stupid to steal from yourself
As for being a General, well, at the age of four with paper hates and wooden swords, we're all Generals. Only some of us never grow out of it.
There is no question but that if Jesus Christ, or a great prophet from another religion, were to come back today, he would find it virtually impossible to convince anyone of his credentials despite the fact that the vast evangelical machine on American television is predicated on His imminent return among us sinners.
Critics search for ages for the wrong word, which, to give them credit, they eventually find.
At my age, I'm often asked if I'm frightened of death and my reply is always, I can't remember being frightened of birth.
In America, through pressure of conformity, there is freedom of choice, but nothing to choose from.
Flogging. The only solution to every problem. I warrant even the culprit himself doesn't know! It was just — his turn!
To be gentle, tolerant, wise and reasonable requires a goodly portion of toughness.
Intelligent or not, we all make mistakes and perhaps the intelligent mistakes are the worst, because so much careful thought has gone into them.
The social sciences were for all those who had not yet decided what to do with their lives, and for all those whose premature frustrations led them into the sterile alleys of confrontation.
I'm convinced there's a small room in the attic of the Foreign Office where future diplomats are taught to stammer