Sometimes the little opportunities that fly at us each day can have the biggest impact.

The people around you are you. They share your history. They can even write it with you. And when you lose one, there's no doubt you lose some of yourself, however they're lost.

Anonymity is an abused privilege, abused most by people who mistake vitriol for wisdom and cynicism for wit.

If I was going to act irresponsibly, the least I could do was be responsible for it.

What a terrible thing, I thought, to let a moment go.

And as I looked at the star, I realised what millions of other people have realised when looking at stars. We're tiny. We don't matter. We're here for a second and then gone the next. We're a sneeze in the life of the universe.

I think if you've got a good idea it will stand out in one of the different mediums. For example, something might happen to me today and it could be something to talk about tomorrow on the radio, or I can write about it, or perhaps it will be best suited to telly.