I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.

Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on.

I see a correlation between short stories and songs, because of their length and for what they're meant to evoke. Combine certain words with melodies and it all becomes very moving.

You want to be a writer, don't know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

There's something about the sound of a train that's very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.

I rate each album as better than the last one. That's how I see it.

Couple in the next room bound to win a prize, they've been going at it all night long.