There's No Luck In Business.

I Had No Plans To Be A Writer. My Teenaged Bid For Stardom Was To Be A Pop Star... Which, Ahem, Didn't Exactly Work Out.

Being A Journalist Is Good If You Want To Write Books: It Teaches You To Get Beyond The Blank Screen. My Books Have Been Described As Froth But There's Scope To Be Witty And Ironic About Everything In Life.

I Bet He Never Goes On Youtube. He's Too Busy. It's Only Tragic Cases Like You And Me Who Are Always Online.

There Are Some Things I Don't Understand About Jess And Never Will. No Wedding Dress. No Flowers. No Photo Album. No Champagne. The Only Thing She Got Out Of Her Wedding Was A Husband. (i Mean, Obviously The Husband Is The Main Point When You Get Married. Absolutely. That Goes Without Saying. But Still, Not Even A New Pair Of Shoes?)

Lover? I Don't Know. I Don't Know If She Loves Me. I Don't Know If I Love Her. All I Can Say Is, She's The One I Think About. All The Time. She's The Voice I Want To Hear. She's The Face I Hope To See.