I'm insatiably curious.

From a very young age my mother persuaded me that I could write for fun, but I had to have a proper job - very good advice.

Sheep are not the docile, pleasant creatures of the pastoral idyll. Any countryman will tell you that. They are sly, occasionally vicious, pathologically stupid. The lenient shepherd may find his flock unruly, definant. I cannot afford to be lenient.

I'm politically inclined towards the left, but I don't like to be in anyone's gang; I'm a bit of a loose cannon.

Like a domestic cat, purring on the sofa by day, but by night, a strutting queen, a natural killer, disdainful of her other life.

For me, the magic of Hawaii comes from the stillness, the sea, the stars.

Was it my fault that I got out of hand? --Loki