Sometimes limbo is a tolerable place to be stuck.

There are things in life we don't understand, and when we meet them, all we can do is let them alone.

We keep a journal to entrap that collection of selves that forms us, the individual human being.

In the broad spectrum of the arts, two worlds rarely overlap - the literary world and the world of rock music.

She's half mad and three parts drunk.

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.

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