The whole point of a sacrifice is that you give up something you never really wanted in the first place. People are doing it around you all the time. They give up their careers, say -- or their beliefs -- or sex.

In London, love and scandal are considered the best sweeteners of tea.

Writers don't need love; all they require is money.

We all of us waited for him to die. The family sent him a check every month, and hoped he'd get on with it quietly, without too much vulgar fuss.

That voice that cries out doesn't have to be a weakling's does it?

I must be the luckiest man in the world. Not only am I bisexual, I am also Welsh.

Don't be afraid of being emotional. You won't die of it.