I don't dream about anyone - except myself
Those Catholics, they really nab you when you're young.
You say: 'Oh, please forgive' You say: 'Oh, live and let live.' But sorry doesn't help us. Sorry will not save us. Sorry is just a word you find so easy to say (so you say it anyway). Sorry doesn't help us. Sorry won't protect us. Sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong.
The sorrow of the IRA Brighton bombing is that Thatcher escaped unscathed.
I normally live in Los Angeles, if you can call it normal living.
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, but heaven knows I'm miserable now.