I'm a good person. In most ways. But I'm beginning to think that being a good person in most ways doesn't count for anything very much, if you're a bad person in one way.

The natural state of the football fan is bitter disappointment, no matter what the score.

Record stores can't save your life. But they can give you a better one.

It's brilliant, being depressed; you can behave as badly as you like.

I suddenly had a little epiphany: all the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal.

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it.

For alarmingly large chunks of an average day, I am a moron.

It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home.

Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.

It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party.

Radio football is football reduced to its lowest common denominator.

A single star shines brighter than a thousand moons.

I can’t change the world, I can only change how I choose to live in it.

I wished it was raining, " he said."I don't need the rain, " I said. "I need you.

That putt had more breaks than a government job.

A large nose is the mark of a witty, courteous, affable, generous and liberal man.

Help me to withstand your beauty as it stands out of reach. Give me the capacity to forget ever having felt your touch.

What consoles one nowadays is not repentance but pleasure. Repentance is quite out of date.

People rarely buy what they need. They buy what they want.

Make no mistake. Canada is not a bilingual country. In fact it is less bilingual today than it has ever been...

History is a great dust heap.