I'm A Hopeless 19th-century Romantic.

We Artists Love To Talk Tough, But We're Just As Sentimental As Everyone Else When It Comes Down To It.

Perhaps All Of Life Is No More Than A Long Preparation For The Leaving Of It.

I Live In Dublin, God Knows Why. There Are Greatly More Congenial Places I Could Have Settled In - Italy, France, Manhattan - But I Like The Climate Here, And Irish Light Seems To Be Essential For Me And For My Writing.

A Man Is Not Much If He Can't Depend On Himself, And Nothing If Others Can't Depend On Him.

The Secret Of Survival Is A Defective Imagination.