Joanna Lumley Quotes

It's amazing to me how people throw stuff on the ground right next to a trash can. That drives me crazy.

I don't like people that litter. If you don't throw a wrapper in the trashcan and you just toss it out on the ground I wanna take you and toss you into outer space.

I'll be out having a good time and stick my gum on the side of my cup - I know, it's a horrible habit - and people will steal the cup.

Laziness has become the chief characteristic of journalism, displacing incompetence.

We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.

Carelessness makes me cross. And unkindness.

From each according to his stability, caution and diligence, to each according to his instability, carelessness and lethargy

I am one who leaves the table like a man, without putting back the chair or picking up the plate

Seven national crimes: 1. I don't think. 2. I don't know. 3. I don't care. 4. I am too busy. 5. I leave well enough alone. 6. I have no time to read and find out. 7. I am not interested.

One can get used to ugliness, but never to negligence.

I've been a bad, bad girl - I've been careless with a delicate man.

Want of care does us more damage than want of knowledge

I was never late to a show more often than 'La Cage.' Because I lived close, and I didn't really do anything in that show.

People worship and revere Ganga as a mother, and then throw away flowers in a plastic bag into the same river.

One of my pet peeves, one of my obsessions, is litter.

The idea of MPs texting and emailing through debates makes my gorge rise, as it does when a minicab driver makes phone calls at the wheel. I'm not paying you to keep in touch with your mates!

I don't like it when people leave their takeaways on the street: it makes me sad and it draws foxes and rats.

I don't like litter and blight.

You could take Vicodin, step out of the house, onto a freeway, have a truck hit you, and you'd say "My Bad!".

I have known many an instance of a man writing a letter and forgetting to sign his name, but this is the only instance I have ever known of a man signing his name and forgetting to write the letter.

You're driving with your eyes closed.

I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.

[Charles de Gaulle] has been abysmally careless, like a man running a bus over mountains, who forgot to equip it with good brakes.

Without a little negligence, life would be intolerable.

With my wife I get no respect. I fell asleep with a cigarette in my hand. She lit it.