So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.

A long marriage is very unifying, even if it's not ideal, and those old structures must be respected.

The theatre is certainly a place for learning about the brevity of human glory: oh all those wonderful glittering absolutely vanished pantomime! Now I shall abjure magic and become a hermit : put myself in a situation where I can honestly say that I have nothing else to do but to learn to be good.

Love is the perception of individuals. Love is the extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real.

What makes you imagine ... that anything of importance can be taught in a school?

Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.

confession ran in the family.