Moral authority has been laid to rest, world opinion is no more than a game show and the difference between good and evil is about as relevant as changing channels.

Beware of privilege. It stinks of rotten fish heads, many of which were lapping the shore beneath the jetties.

I am an artist and have no right buggering about with verbs and split infinitives, which is what being a writer says to me.

You see, nature will do exactly what it must, and if we are a hindrance to its development, to even its destructive powers to reform itself and we are in a way, we will go.

It makes me so desperately sad to witness just how unforgivably wretched our world has become.

Man has an innate capacity for violence, but can only justify it in the name of justice.

Suspicion and doubt lead to animosity and hatred.