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

Film is a medium of clear lines and broad strikes - which can be fantastic - but compared to the subtleties and nuances of a novel, it doesn't even get close.

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

The last thing we ever learn about ourselves is our effect.

We all possess, like it or not, the people we know, and are possessed by them in turn.

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

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.