I hate the thought of someone never being missed, ' said Ianto sadly. 'It's the ultimate humiliation, surely. So unimportant in life that no one even notices when you die.

Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.

When you stop seeing your weaknesses as weaknesses you will overcome them.

Did life treat everyone so wantonly, ripping the good things to pieces while letting bad things fester and grow like fungus

Never esteem anything as of advantage to you that will make you break your word or lose your self-respect.

He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.

You can email me, but I prefer letters that come through conventional mail. I like letters that have been licked by strangers.

I no longer criticize anyone--not even myself. I only give out positive vibes.

The human being receives the pleasure from music, not from the argument over what it is.

I'm just living my life, and I'm not gonna live my life for other people.

Our bodies must always be wherever that struggle and the moment we forget that, the moment we become lazy, the moment we sit back, then then the evil ones do their ordained tasks to us.