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.

With film, you have very limited tools to convey subjectivity - voiceover, the camera's point of view, good acting - but even the very best actor in the world is crude by comparison with what you can do in a written paragraph.

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

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

I have teken refuge in the doctrine that advises one not to seek tranquility in certainty but in permanently suspended judgement.

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

Is that a good definition of marking the ageing watershed? That moment when you realize - quite rationally, quite unemotionally - that the world in the not-so-distant future will not contain you: that the trees you planted will continue growing but you will not be there to see them.