Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

We are here to add to the sum of human goodness. To prove the thing exists.

A concealed truth, that's all a lie is. Either by omission or commission we never do more than obscure. The truth stays in the undergrowth, waiting to be discovered.

Poetry has never let me down. Without poetry, I would have found life less comprehensible, less bearable and infinitely less enjoyable.

There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outline all our lives.

Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since

That is my story, simply told. Please do not ask again. I have told you in order to issue a warning. I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Poetry contains almost all you need to know about life.

All damaged people are dangerous. Survival makes them so.' 'Why?' 'Because they have no pity. They know what others can survive, as they did.

Those who do not have imaginary conversations do not love.

If you have a strong stomachread on.

Our feelings are best articulated with words.

Get on top of the obstacles and they become vantage points.

What's another word for Thesaurus?

Democracies die behind closed doors.

What are you doing back at the bakery?” I asked [Diesel]. “Did you know Wulf was here?” “No. I knew food was here.

Oh how our neighbour lifts his nose, To tell what every schoolboy knows.

We are truly one nation, under God, indivisible and that we must remain so in the face of any threat to ensure our country remains strong, united and free.

[Scottish songs] are, I own, frequently wild, & unreduceable to the more modern rules; but on that very eccentricity, perhaps, depends a great part of their effect.

Sometimes, political campaigns make decent people act and talk like perfect buffoons.