It's Death, That's What I'm Suffering From.

History Keeps Her Secrets Longer Than Most Of Us. But She Has One Secret That I Will Reveal To You Tonight In The Greatest Confidence. Sometimes There Are No Winners At All. And Sometimes Nobody Needs To Lose.

Love Is Whatever You Can Still Betray. Betrayal Can Only Happen If You Love.

In The Last 15 Or 20 Years, I've Watched The British Press Simply Go To Hell. There Seems To Be No Limit, No Depths To Which The Tabloids Won't Sink. I Don't Know Who These People Are But They're Little Pigs.

I Am Still Making Order Out Of Chaos By Reinvention.

Thank Heaven, Though, One Of The Few Mistakes I Haven't Made Is To Talk About The Unwritten Book.