No one leaves home unless homes is the mouth of a shark.

Sometimes it feels like someone else is wearing my body.

Later that night she picked the polish offwith her front teeth until the bed you sharedfor seven years seemed speckled with glitterand blood.

[…] but she cannot make him eat, like you.

I want to make love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.

Did you tell people that songs weren’t the same as a warm body, a soft mouth?

No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark.

...if the content of your speech is not authentic, talking or texting on a device doesn't mean you're communicating with another person.

I've found that in business opportunities will constantly emerge or situations develop that make you revise your plans along the way.

It's always difficult to say goodbye, especially when one has spent a long time - literally years, in the case of a series - inside a character or two, suffering and celebrating with them.

To get a human through a life, lives of broken bones, knock-me-over-with-a-feather susceptibility to myriad viruses, and whatever else might befall someone will cost money.

I've had three wives, six children and six grandchildren and I still don't understand women

My dad was dead, so these streets had to raise me.

No fear of forgetting the good-humoured faces that meet us in our walks each day.

Who can map out the various forces at play in one soul? Man is a great depth, O Lord. The hairs of his head are easier by far to count than his feeling, the movements of his heart.

Unlike statements of fact, which require no further work on our part, lies must be continually protected from collisions with reality.

Show kindness and respect to everyone. Pure intentions make the biggest difference.