I Can Make The Best French Toast.

Writing Is A Kind Of Performing Art, And I Can't Sit Down To Write Unless I'm Dressed. I Don't Mean Dressed In A Suit, But Dressed Well And Comfortably And I Have To Be Shaved And Bathed.

I'm Not Working-class: I Come From The Criminal Classes.

I Am Human, All Too Bloody Human.

When Did I Realize I Was God? Well, I Was Praying And I Suddenly Realized I Was Talking To Myself.

The Only Exercise I Take Is Walking Behind The Coffins Of Friends Who Took Exercise.