Any playlist without Prince is no friend of mine.

But there was more, as there always is when the love goes. She was haunted, naturally. Otherwise what is the point, why leave your rickety house, and why this yo-yo world giving us things and yanking them back?

You can't believe everything you read.

Is it useful to feel fear, because it prepares you for nasty events, or is it useless, because nasty events will occur whether you are frightened or not?

I have produced things that I would say were sincerely cheerful. But then I am reminded by other people that no one else would see them that way.

I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept, probably because I have been reading almost the entire time.

I can see it, Ed, I leaned deeper into you, felt you nodding along with the sounds in the room, and your warmth signaled through to me from under your shirt, lovely strong, safe and right.