My preference is that, that day when someone sticks a tripod in front of you with a camera on the top, it is not day one.

At some point in your life, if you're lucky, you get to design the way in which things evolve.

I spend many months in apparently listless rumination out of which I hope something will emerge.

You've just provided me with the makings of one hell of a weekend in Dublin.

I broke things to get attention.

I'm not keen on history being tampered with... to any extent.

It's easy to love humanity when you're this far away from it.