We're Prisioners Of... Things.of Who We Are.

...he Went Into The Sitting Room, Put On A Duke Ellington Record He Had Bought After Seeing Gene Hackman Sitting On The Overnight Bus In The Conversation To The Sound Of Some Fragile Piano Notes That Were The Loneliest Harry Had Ever Heard.

In Most Sports, Your Brain And Your Body Will Cooperate... But In Rock Climbing, It Is The Other Way Around. Your Brain Doesn't See The Point In Climbing Upwards. Your Brain Will Tell You To Keep As Low As Possible, To Cling To The Wall And Not Get Any Higher. You Have To Have Your Brain Persuading Your Body To Do The Right Movements.

I Don't Have Any Writing Routine. Sometimes I Go To My Local Coffee Shop And I Write There For Some Hours. Apart From That, I Am Traveling Most Of The Time. I Write In Airports, Trains, Hotel Rooms... I Can Write Anywhere.

A Rat Is Neither Good Nor Evil. It Does What A Rat Has To Do.

Everyone Knew That Fat Had Become The New Cancer, Yet They Bellyached About The Dieting Hysteria And Applauded The "real" Women's Body. As Though Doing No Exercise And Being Overfed Was Some Kind Of Sensible Mold.