In this city, every deserted street corner conceals a crowd. It appears in a minute when something disrupts the way in which the world is supposed to work. It can disappear almost as instantaneously.

Home was where others had to gather grace. Home was what I wanted to flee.

Was there a drain?''No. There was no drain. There isn't one even now'.

She grinned, a silty grin. 'You were my two dividends, yes? Don't you forget that.'Then she sighed, took a deep breath, and said, 'But what an investment. My life.

What is it about the sea? Is it because it’s there?

Beware! devil occupies your soul with forbidden desires

My view is that, if you think that money brings problems, you have a problem with money. The money itself is innocent.

Be the watchman of your values to safeguard your character.

Life is not so bad after all when you can breathe.

Telling our personal story reveals the shape shifting landscape of our mind.

The wretched Artist himself is alternatively the lowest worm that ever crawled when no fire is in him; or the loftiest God that ever sand when the fire is going.

Who should play the lead role in a film about me? Dunno. Danny De Vito? Jeff Goldblum? Meryl Streep? Someone of that kind.

Pigeons are among the most maligned urban wildlife despite the fact that human beings brought them to our shores and turned them loose in our cities - not something that they chose.

Keith Moon, God rest his soul, once drove his car through the glass doors of a hotel, driving all the way up to the reception desk, got out and asked for the key to his room.

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