Every war has turning points and every person too.

I noticed that once you realize someone's watching you it's pretty hard not to find yourself watching them back.

Such a courageous boy I was. To act brazenly under scrutiny and risk further injury to my wounded heart. Ah, the resilience, the blind, dumb persistence of youth.

I've noticed that the magic getting along with someone isn't really magic. If you break it down, you can see how it happens. You say something a bit off-center and see if they react. If they get it, they push it a bit further. Then it's your turn again. And theirs. And so on, until it's banter. Once it's banter, it's friendship.

It's a strange sensation to live inside another person's life, to wonder all the time what he is doing, or thinking or feeling.

My daughter is a fantastic travelling companion - she's totally organised, whereas I'm hopeless.

The average attention span of the modern human being is about half as long as whatever youre trying to tell them.