I realized that the only possible response was to go to my wonderful local café, Maison Bertaux, check everyone was well, eat a little cake and then make art. To me, making art, and in particular public art, is always an assertion of our humanity and our strength.

Women are much more honourable than men.

If obedience invariably leads to cruelty, disobedience is our moral duty.

If the great Western experiment fails and we end up living in totalitarian war-on-terrorism states, one day someone's going to say, 'Well democracy doesn't work because they had to give it up'.

This is the way the world really ends: not with whimper but a desperate chuckle.

Art should help you to navigate the real challenges of being a human being.

Revolutions have always started in cafés.