And though I walk home alone, my faith in love is still devout.

I think we were all initially swept along with the Obama win, but he's proven to be simply a set of teeth, and useless in every other regard.

I've gone through managers like people go through shredded wheat. Nobody looks after you.

I didn't really see the British punk movement, if that's what it was, as wildly original, because I had been listening so intently to all the New York music since 1973, really.

Denmark is sadly a hellish place if you happen to be a pig, but the brioche and fruits that tower on the table before me have me hastily attaching a feedbag.

The sorrow of the IRA Brighton bombing is that Thatcher escaped unscathed.

It's so tedious that everyone must be defined.