He was a romantic in his own harsh way…yet he was also realist enough to know that some times love actually did conquer all.
Stop worrying - nobody gets out of this world alive.
I actually didn't like that feeling of being out of touch because what I do depends on being in touch. But it's fun to talk about. That's one of the real dangers of drugs: they're too much fun to talk about.
The inevitable effect of a biographer's hindsight is to belittle the subject's foresight.
In Italy, for the same price as a typical British hamburger meal including sweet, a builder's labourer could eat like a king - rather better in fact, because pasta dishes gain from being kept simple.
I was a big pothead for a short period. That was what ticked me off that I shouldn't go near hard drugs, actually, because I would consume the stuff as if it was going out of style and it rapidly occurred to me that if I ever tried a hard drug, the same thing would happen, so I never did.
They had a. . . dog called Bluey. A know psychopath, Bluey would attack himself if nothing else was available.
It is very true. But even a traitor may mend. I have known one who did.
In the end they'll judge me anyway, so whatever.
What I like best is a good story with a moral.
Today is a brand new beginning for me!