What went wrong? Nothing and everything.

The natural state of the football fan is bitter disappointment, no matter what the score.

Record stores can't save your life. But they can give you a better one.

It's brilliant, being depressed; you can behave as badly as you like.

I suddenly had a little epiphany: all the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal.

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it.

For alarmingly large chunks of an average day, I am a moron.

It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home.

Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.

It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party.

Radio football is football reduced to its lowest common denominator.

The spirit of life is the spirituality of soul.

Love is pure and divine.

I base a deuteragonist on the best friend I never had. A lot of good ideas come from what I never had and cause my imagination to light up.

Just as we are often moved to merriment for no other reason than that the occasion calls for seriousness, so we are correspondingly serious when invited too freely to be amused.

I've always thought that anyone who needs to join a herd so badly must be a bit of a sheep himself.

The most important job is not to be governor, or first lady in my case.

The irony of loneliness is that everybody shares it from time to time.

I don't think I'm going to be priest material.

Thankfully I have a fan base that wants to see me, so I really enjoy creating music that is different.

The priest has just baptized you a Christian with water; and I baptize you a Frenchman, daring child, with a dewdrop of champagne on your lips.