[Edinburgh] is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas. A city so beautiful it breaks the heart again and again.
Everything has been something before.
At night we are all strangers, even to ourselves.
Painters aren't expected to paint bleak pictures, are they?
I'm very interested in tea. I wouldn't mind being involved in some aspect of the tea industry.
We need to believe I think in justice. We need to run our lives as if justice existed... If we abandon a belief that justice will eventually be done, we make this world much more difficult for ourselves.