I try and do 2,500 words a day, every day of the year.
I don't read the Sunday papers; or the dailies, either.
Luck, like a Russian car, generally only works if you push it.
The best definition of an immortal is someone who hasn't died yet.
Poetry is one of the few nasty childhood habits I've managed to grow out of.
Everything is out there if you know how to find it, and have the patience. I don't and haven't, but that's my problem.
New technology is useful, but it's inefficient and ugly; it knows it'll be obsolete by lunchtime tomorrow, so it has no incentive to be anything else.
It was irritating to have one's physical shortcomings pointed out quite so plainly twice in one evening, once by a beautiful girl and once by a dying badger.
American-style iced tea is the perfect drink for a hot, sunny day. It's never really caught on in the UK, probably because the last time we had a hot, sunny day was back in 1957.