When you come from desperate poverty, and that's exactly what I come from, you know that nonsenses are not to be tolerated. I'm not sure who gains from chaos, but I know it's not the poor folks in the council flats. The politics of vindictiveness is never, ever anything like a solution.

My words are my bullets.

I have values. But morals are Christian. There's no religion here. Values. Don't hurt when you don't need to, but don't let anybody step over that line - it's an invisible line, but it's respect for somebody's space.

Love is two minutes fifty-two seconds of squishing noises. It shows your mind isn't clicking right.

People don't like other poor people, and rather than blame the people that make you all poor, you blame each other.

I think I have something valid to say. My words are my bullets. I like to brag that somehow I got it right.

Gossip is a very dangerous tool. We should be more wary of the gossiper, and not the gossip they're trying to relay to you.