I'm Hugely Self-critical In The Morning.

I Think It's An Essential Fact For Any Performer Or Artist To Fail As Poignantly As They Can Succeed.

Sometimes The Song Isn't Strong Enough To Contain The Fiction, Because Memories Are Fictions.

Stars Have Their Moments Then They Die.

An Audience Is The Perfect Thing To Unleash Venom And Hate On. It Doesn't Necessarily Mean You Hate Everyone In The Audience But When You've Got A So-called Adoring Mass In Front Of You, It's A Perfect Target For That Kind Of Disgust. Sometimes You Find Yourself In A Position Where You're Venting Your Disgust On An Audience And A Lot Of Them Keep Coming Back 'cos They Actually Like That Aspect. In A Way That Diffuses The Feeling And You Don't Gel The Same Release.

Out Of Sorrow Entire Worlds Have Been Built Out Of Longing Great Wonders Have Been Willed They're Only Little Tears Darling Let Them Spill And Lay Your Head Upon My Shoulder.