Night fell clean and cold in Dublin, and wind moaned beyond my room as if a million pipes played the air.

But when I was a little kid, I was always writing stories and illustrating little books that I would create.

You have to live where you wake up, even if someone else dreamed you there.

If everybody, every day, would try to do one thing that pulls them beyond themselves the world will start being a better place.

I like to get to bed with a clear head.

I won't put myself in a position where I'm vulnerable.

I wouldn't want to assume that all men are like you. If I did, I know I would give them up entirely