Jeremy Clarkson Quotes

Some say he isn’t machine washable, and all his potted plants are called ‘Steve’. All we know is he’s called the Stig.

Veiling truth in mystery.

It's fun when you're confusing people.

People can't really place me. They're not really sure who I am.

I misdirect the audience, so they have no idea where they are or who they're listening to.

Confusion makes people uncomfortable. They can't put their finger on me.

People occasionally recognise me. But they don't know who I am. I see a lot of bemused looks... They're trying to figure it out.

I like to keep people guessing.

Computers in general, and software in particular, are much more difficult than other kinds of technology for most people to grok, and they overwhelm us with a sense of mystery.

Renault has always been a big player in the motorsport world that brings up incredible memories.

There are a lot of good cars, good teams and good drivers.

I am very proud to become a BMW Brand Ambassador. BMW is like a second family, and over the past years we not only enjoyed great times together at the track, but we have also become close friends.

Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.

As I glanced at the phraseology of the research report, dull and unfathomable to outsiders like me, I thought that if you have the ambition to become a villain, the first thing you should do is learn to be impenetrable. Don’t act like Blofeld—monocled and ostentatious. We journalists love writing about eccentrics. We hate writing about impenetrable, boring people. It makes us look bad: the duller the interviewee, the duller the prose. If you want to get away with wielding true, malevolent power, be boring.

Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand

You do things and do things and nobody really has a clue.

A charlatan makes obscure what is clear; a thinker makes clear what is obscure.

Some say his droppings have been found as far north as York, and that he has a full size tattoo of his face, on his face. All we know is he’s called the Stig.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean

The rules of magic, my dear, are best not discusses. For once we understand the illusion, we no longer believe it.

But I still couldn't figure out what it all meant. The more I found out, the less I understood.

I was trying to unravel the complicated trigonometry of the radical thought that silence could make up the greatest lie ever told.

The less I understood of this farrago, the less I was in a position to judge of its importance.

If you go to a magic show, you don't want to see logic.

Occasionally in life we come upon things we can't understand, because we have never seen anything similar.