Poetry is what makes my toenails twinkle.

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

I cut fake people faster than Bugatti reaches its 100 miles speed. I often tell myself, this is called "Art of Living".

A choice to listen to the chaos your mind creates or the whispers of intuitive wisdom from the heart.

You get up each morning and do what you can to survive. Nothing else is true, and nothing else matters.

I started working when I was 9 or 10.

Go to lots of interviews, at least one a month even when you don't need a job, to keep in training for when you do.

I'm definitely a practicing Hindu.

The only one I have any trust in is storytelling - there's a couple I have a lot of trust in.

He in whom the love of truth predominates . . . submits to the inconvenience of suspense and imperfect opinion; but he is a candidate for truth . . . and respects the highest law of his being.

I've never hit anybody in my life. I never would, and the only way I could make a point was by hurting myself...It's something I've done since I was a teenager.

Unbelievable how silly this Formula 1 is these days, with this stupid overtakes.