The city of Cork - the urban center, where all the shops and bars and everything are - is actually an island, a river island.

Freaky things happen all the time in the world. I suppose everything has to happen for the first time at some point.

Not watching TV gets me in a lot of trouble in my household because my wife and daughter have a lot of shows they like to watch.

Reporting provides reminders that things are always more complicated than you think.

The justification for rap rock seems to be that if you take really bad rock and put really bad rap over it, the result is somehow good, provided the raps are barked by an overweight white guy with cropped hair and forearm tattoos.

I think empathy is a guy who punches you in the face at a bus station, and you're somehow able to look at that him and know enough about what situation he was in to know that he had to do that and not to hit back. That's empathy, and nothing ever happens in writing that has that kind of moral heroism about it.

We live in such constant nearness to the abyss of past time that the moment is endlessly sucked into.