After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?

Even at the time, I realised this couldn't be right, that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics. But that wasn't an issue with me. The song was about what I said, and I used to listen to it again and again, on my own, whenever I got the chance.

I felt slightly superior to student politics, for instance. I had no reason to think this, but I thought of myself as slightly more seasoned. I became quite cynical talking to my student friends.

It was like there was some parallel universe we all vanished off to where we had all this sex.

We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.

I wouldn't want to try to adapt something of my own. It would be like going back to school and doing all my exams again.

The world is crawling with authors touring now. They're like performance artists.