We live in a world of buy it or leave it. Love does not signify.

It is just as likely that as I invent what I want to say, you will invent what you want to hear.

Language is a finding place, not a hiding place.

The truth is that you can divide your heart in all sorts of interesting ways - a little here, a little there, most banked at home, some of it coined out for a flutter. But love cleaves through the mind's mathematics. Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be. How will you heal your heart when love has split it in two?

Only the impossible is worth the effort.

I am getting much more political as I get older. It's the duty of any writer, in particular, not to stand back from the world.

Time is a player. Time is part of today, not simply a measure of its passing.