Any Fool Can Be Happy. It Takes

O Little One, My Little One, Come With Me, Your Life Is Done. Forget The Future, Forget The Past. Life Is Over: Breathe Your Last.

With The Inevitability Of A Tongue Returning To Probe A Painful Tooth, We Come Back And Back And Back Again To Our Fears, Sitting To Talk Them Over With The Eagerness Of A Hungry Man Before A Full And Steaming Plate.

I Don't Take Accusations Of Selling Out Lightly.

I Really Believe That There Is An Enormous Appetite Amongst Readers For An Originality Of Vision. In Other Words, Be True To Your Own Dreams And There Will Always Be People Who Want To Hear Them.

I've Held A Brain In My Hands, Which Is An Extraordinary Experience.