Everyone journeys through character as well as through time. The person one becomes depends on the person one has been.

Logic doesn't stop you feeling. You can behave logically and it can hurt like hell. Or it can comfort you. Or release you. Or all at the same time

I guessed life was like that. You gained and you lost, and if you saved anything from the ruins, even if only a shred of self-respect, it was enough to take you through the next bit.

A jump jockey has to throw his heart over the fence - and then go over and catch it.

Good manners are a sign of strength.

Love's easy to learn. It's like taking a risk. You set your mind on it and refuse to be afraid, and in no time you feel terrifically exhilarated and all your inhibitions fly out of the window.

Emotion is a rotten base for politics.