I Don't Think Much Of Anything I

Love Means Knowing When To Let Go.

Grammar Schools Are Public Schools Without The Sodomy.

Largely This Is A Class Thing - Writers Tend To Be Cosseted Little Middle-class Kiddies Who Think That The World Owes Them A Royalty Cheque. But Just Doing It - Being In Your Room For Years On End, Locked In Your Head, Alone With Invented Ghosts - It Weakens And Softens The Body. And I Know I Can't Just Live In My Head.

Home Is Oneness, Home Is My Original Nature. It Is Right Here, Simply In What Is. There Is Nowhere Else I Have To Go, And Nothing Else I Have To Become.

I Can't Think Of A Bigger Waste Of Police Time Than Chasing Somebody Who Has Said Something Offensive On Twitter.