Maybe There Are Only Three Kinds Of

To Sustain Your Belief Through Situations That Completely Undermine It Is Quite Something.

Don't Neglect The Gold In Your Own Back Yard.

I'm Fascinated By The Mysterious Element That Runs Through Our Lives. Everyone Is Looking Out Of The World Through Their Emotion And History. Nobody Has An Absolute Reality.

Wholeness Is The Enemy Of The Artist. We Ought To Be Broken, Ruined In Some Way.

To Poison A Nation, Poison Its Stories. A Demoralised Nation Tells Demoralised Stories To Itself. Beware Of The Storytellers Who Are Not Fully Conscious Of The Importance Of Their Gifts, And Who Are Irresponsible In The Application Of Their Art: They