Rain Slowly Slides Down The Glass As

I Constantly Remind People That Crime Isn't Solved By Technology; It's Solved By People.

You Have To Live Where You Wake Up, Even If Someone Else Dreamed You There.

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

I Wouldn't Want To Donate My Body For Scientific Study.

I Don't Do Things That Are Illegal.