I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

Reading begets reading.

I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it.

Tuesday night I reorganized my record collection. I often do this at periods of emotional stress. There are some people who would find this a pretty dull way to spend an evening, but I'm not one of them. This is my life, and it's nice to be able to wade in it, immerse your arms in it, touch it.

Like all books that have that kind of momentum, it starts from word of mouth.

The artistic temperament is particularly unhelpful if it is just that, with no end product.