The cat sat on the mat is not a story. The cat sat on the other cat’s mat is a story.

Multi-billion-dollar multinational corporations view the exploitation of the world's sick and dying as a sacred duty to their shareholders.

Love means having something to betray.

You have no idea how humiliating it was, as a boy, to suddenly have all your clothes, your toys, snatched by the bailiff. I mean we were a middle-class family, it's not as if it was happening up and down the street. It made me ashamed, I felt dirty.

A good writer can watch a cat pad across the street and know what it is to be pounced upon by a Bengal tiger.

And the ideologies trailed after these impossible events like condemned prisoners, as ideologies do when they've had their day. Because they have no heart of their own. They're the whores and angels of our striving selves.

No problem exists in isolation, one must first reduce it to its basic components, then tackle each component in turn.