A Life Without Fame Can Be A

She Wasn't Just Beautiful. She Was Like The Sun Coming Up: Coming Up Giggling. She Was Giggling As If She Had Just Remembered Something Funny.

The Great Thing About Living Until You Get A Bit Older If You Are A Writer, And Especially A Poet, Is That You Have More Life To Reflect On. And I Think That If I Am Better Now - And I Think That I Am Probably Better Than I Was - Is Because That I Simply Have More To Think About, More To Get Under Control, More To Understand.

Beyoncé And Pathos Are Strangers. Amy Winehouse And Pathos Are Flatmates, And You Should See The Kitchen.

The Provincial Intellectual Is Doomed To Arguing At Low Level... There Is Still No Australian Literary World, Not In Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide. It Is Some Consolation To Realise That There Is No Literary World In Birmingham Or Los Angeles Either. I Have Heard There Is One In Montreal, But I Don't Believe It. The Literary World Is In London And New York, The Only Cities Big Enough To Sustain Magazines Which Can Afford To Reject Copy.

Little Books Are The Things To Write At My Age, I've Decided. Avoid The Big Ones, Go For The Little Ones.