I Stop Working At About 3 P.m.

If Everybody, Every Day, Would Try To Do One Thing That Pulls Them Beyond Themselves The World Will Start Being A Better Place.

And Suddenly The World Was Filled With Wooden Faces And Flat Voices - And, You Were Alone.

I've Never Taken A Scalpel To A Dead Body.

Night Fell Clean And Cold In Dublin, And Wind Moaned Beyond My Room As If A Million Pipes Played The Air.

Being Gay Is Just One Aspect Of My Very Complicated Life. I Do Not Wear It On My Sleeve.