You have to imagine things before you can do them. Stories help us see.

No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillionShine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion.

Rumor has it: when you marry a Walsh you are set for life. Only one thing can screw it up.

As he weeps to wicked birds of prey, who pick up on his bread crumb sins, and there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden.

Ignorance is not so damnable as humbug, but when it prescribes pills it may happen to do more harm.

You wanna be remembered for making an impact and changing things.And I guess for the good or for the bad, it don't matter. But I guess you just wanna be remembered when it's all said and done.

Not every programme dealing with issues of global significance has to be fronted by last weeks winner of Have I Got News For You-but I suppose you might be wrong.

The musical mystery is: How do you marry tuned percussion and voice? On a metaphorical level, everything that's really important - like the clouds, the sky and the earth - is a giant mystery.

I went to university with no money. I can't understand a society that wouldn't give a poor person the same opportunity as a rich person.

The writer of stories or of novels settles on men and imitates them; he exhausts the possibilities of his characters.

Work hard at work worth doing.