Beyond love, beyond unrequited love, perhaps even beyond any other passion known to humanity, deep, deep in the depths of the turgid, clinging, swamplike pit of despair that lies dormant within every soul, lurks JEALOUSY. Jealousy, that most demeaning and debilitating of emotions. Jealousy, which can double the strength of the love upon which it is based, but whilst doubling it, warp and pervert it, untill it is no longer recognizable as the thing of beauty it once was. Jealous love is no more like true love than Mr Hyde was like Dr Jekyll or a stagnant swamp is like a freshwater lake.

No collection of people who are all waiting for the same thing are capable of holding a natural conversation. Even if the thing they are waiting for is only a taxi.

You didn't wake up, your dreams just changed gear.

The earth only has so much bounty to offer and inventing ever larger and more notional prices for that bounty does not change its real value.

Leaders should never, ever try to look cool - that's for dictators

The Germans are a cruel race. Their operas last for six hours and they have no word for fluffy.

This calls for a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence.