Most anger stems from feelings of weakness, sadness and fear: hard to remember when one is at the receiving end of its defiant roar.

Most of us still caged within careers chosen for us by our not entirely worldly 18-22 year old selves.

True love is a lack of desire to check one's smartphone in another's presence.

One rarely falls in love without being as much attracted to what is interestingly wrong with someone as what is objectively healthy.

Our homes do not have to offer us permanent occupancy or store our clothes to merit the name. To speak of home in relation to a building is simply to recognise its harmony with our own prized internal song. Home can be an airport or a library, a garden or a motorway diner.

All tours are filled with humiliation. My publisher once hired a private jet to fly me to a venue where 1,000 people were waiting. It almost bankrupted him.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.