The head has its confines. The head’s got those all right, and the heart. The heart has its reasons.

The proper word for me," Robin Goodman says, "is me.

There are things that can't be said, because it's hard to have to know them.

My father is from Newark in Nottinghamshire and my mother is from the very north of Ireland. They've ended up in Scotland, where my father - well, both of them - will always be seen as having come from somewhere else.

Google is so strange. It promises everything, but everything isn’t there. You type in the words for what you need, and what you need becomes superfluous in an instant, shadowed instantaneously by the things you really need, and none of them answerable by Google.

Books mean all possibilities. They mean moving out of yourself, losing yourself, dying of thirst and living to your full. They mean everything.

Fashion is fickle, and I was published because I was fashionable. Because I was gay.