Mum liked to say that some things happen for a reason, that sometimes obstacles were there to stop you from doing something stupid.

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.

I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear.

The tourists always seem to want something. On Thisby, it's less about wanting, and more about being." I wonder after I say it if he'll think I sound like have no drive or ambition.

It's a strange thing, to be talked about instead of talked to.

I am so, so alive.

I lost a horse today.''That sounds careless. What happened?''She jumped off a cliff.''A cliff! Is that normal?

Boys", she says, "just aren't very good at being afraid.

He keeps getting older while I'm not paying attention.

The truth is, I feel myself being fascinated and repelled by her: She's both a mirror of myself and a door to part of this island that I'm not.

I seem at once cursed to say precisely what I'm thinking to him and unable to tell what he thinks about it.

I don't care what it looks, I don't care what it feels like, I believe God.

A man who makes a mistake, can learn from it.A man that makes the same mistake again, has never made a mistake in the first place.

India lends itself well to fictionalization, but ultimately, it all depends on the writer's imagination.

Place is extremely important to my work because I am always pulling landscape imagery into my poems.

When I was a kid, if a guy got killed in a western movie I always wondered who got his horse.

My father always told me, you can only be your own best. In other words, if you feel you've done your best, you've done well enough.

[I] love 'Munich', man. That's a very underappreciated film.

If your vision doesn't cost you something, it's a daydream.

Generally paintings are about technique, but I don't see myself as a painter. I am more of a storyteller and an image - maker.

I can't concentrate when I'm thinking.