I guess I should have forgotten about it ages ago, but forgetting isn't something I'm very good at.

You just have to smile and take it, otherwise it would drive you mad.

We can't be as good as we'd want to, so the question then becomes, how do we cope with our own badness?

Sentimental music has this great way of taking you back somewhere at the same time that it takes you forward, so you feel nostagic and hopeful all at the same time.

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

There were about seventy-nine squillion people in the world, and if you were very lucky, you would end up being loved by fifteen or twenty of them.

Telling me I can do anything I want is like pulling the plug out of the bath and then telling the water it can go anywhere it wants. Try it, and see what happens.