Some writers can only deal with childhood experience, because it's complete. For another kind of writer, life goes on, and he's able to keep processing that as well.

Life is a helluva thing. You can see trouble coming and you can't do a damn thing to prevent it coming. You just got to sit and watch and wait.

It isn't that there's no right and wrong here. There's no right.

Africa has no future.

The biography of a writer - or even the autobiography - will always have this incompleteness.

Africans need to be kicked, that's the only thing they understand.

The ancillary aspect of every British city now is the council estate.