Punk Was Over In Two Years. That

It Seems That One Moment I Was This Little Kid Only Caring About Animals And Flowers And Stuff, And Then The Next Minute I Was This Raging Stew Of Hormones. I Don't Know If You've Ever Been A Raging Stew Of Anything, But I Wouldn't Particularly Recommend It.

Big Women Do Themselves A Disservice When They Attempt To Become The Righteous Fat (the Righteous Thin Are Bad Enough, All That Running Around And Sweating, Somehow Believing It Means Anything).

It's Received Wisdom That The English Are Uniquely Child-unfriendly.

Being A Child Is Horrible. It Is Slightly Better Than Being A Tree Or A Piece Of Heavy Machinery But Not Half As Good As Being A Domestic Cat.

As A Child, I Wanted Only Two Things - To Be Left Alone To Read My Library Books, And To Get Away From My Provincial Hometown And Go To London To Be A Writer. And I Always Knew That When I Got There, I Wanted To Make Loads Of Money.