I think about death sometimes. Analytically, of course.
If you still persist in writing, “Good food at it’s best”, you deserve to be struck by lightning, hacked up on the spot and buried in an unmarked grave.
When you by nature subscribe to the view that everyone except yourself is a berk or a wanker, it is hard to bond with anybody in any rational common cause.
Jessie had never heard you could inherit madness. She thought madness was something that just happened to people in Shakespeare when the wind got up.
We read privately, mentally listening to the author’s voice and translating the writer’s thoughts. The book remains static and fixed; the reader journeys through it.
Texting is a fundamentally sneaky form of communication, which we should despise, but it is such a boon we don’t care. We are all sneaks now.
Texting is a supremely secretive medium of communication – it’s like passing a note – and this means we should be very careful what we use it for.
In my worst moments, I think the biggest effect of ‘Eats, Shoots & Leaves’ was to kill the happiness of people who had previously skipped through life, unaware of all the atrocities lurking in the world around them.
My favorite thing in the world is a quiz show, ‘University Challenge,’ so you can see what kind of sad person I am.
What I have always liked about Brighton is its impersonality. Since the 18th century, people have come, used the place and gone home again.