Don't be too harsh to these poems until they're typed. I always think typescript lends some sort of certainty: at least, if the things are bad then, they appear to be bad with conviction.

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.

If He strips us of all our own resources, we just might learn to lean on Him. And to start praying again.

Being a CEO still means sitting across the table from big institutional investors and showing your leadership and having them believe in you.

What's the point of being an Australian guy traveling through India if you are going to go to India to meet other Australians?

All you have to do to be a camera actor is tell the truth.

Fear, in evolution, has a special prominence: perhaps more than any other emotion it is crucial for survival.

Some people's photography is an art. Mine is not. If they happen to be exhibited in a gallery or a museum, that's fine. But that's not why I do them. I'm a gun for hire.

Alice: I simply must get through! Doorknob: Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible. Alice: You mean impossible? Doorknob: No, impassible. Nothing's impossible.

I had this weird, nomadic little tent with a rug over it, like a booth where I'd sing the vocals.

Of all the gifts bestowed by nature on human beings, hearty laughter must be close to the top.