The Sole Virtue Of Losing Your Short-term

I Had The Idea That There Were Two Worlds. There Was A Real World As I Called It, A World Of Wars And Boxing Clubs And Children'shomes On Back Streets, And This Real World Was A World Where Orphans Burned Orphans.... I Liked The Other World In Which Almost Everyone Lived. The Imaginary World.

Horror Films Do Not Prepare Us For The Hours Lost In Searching After One Clear Thought.

The Paradox Is That No Love Can Prove So Intense As The Love Of Two Narcissists For Each Other.

Being A Real Writer Means Being Able To Do The Work On A Bad Day.

The World's Not What I Want It To Be. But Then No One Ever Said I Had The Right To Design The World.