It's true: lives do drift apart for no obvious reason. We're all busy people,we can't spend our time simply trying to stay in touch. The test of a friendship is if it can weather these inevitable gaps.

We never love anyone. Not really. We only love our idea of another person. It is some conception of our own that we love. We love ourselves, in fact.

It's true: lives do drift apart for no obvious reason. We're all busy people,we can't spend our time simply trying to stay in touch. The test of a friendship is if it can weather these inevitable gaps.

I have this lock of hair that keeps falling across my forehead. It drives me mad.

There is a disconnect between the film Bond and the literary Bond which is their contemporaneity. I don't suffer from that.

I tend to admire dead people more than the living. All too often, human reality diminishes the glowing reputation.

When you experience bereavement at a youngish age, you suddenly realise that life is unjust and unfair, that bad things will happen, and you have to take that on board.