Words Themselves - The Very

The Knowledge That We Have About What It Is To Be Human That We Have As A Child Is Something We Necessarily Must Lose.

The Loss Of Eden Is Personally Experienced By Every One Of Us As We Leave The Wonder And Magic And Also The Pains And Terrors Of Childhood.

The Trouble With Words Is That You Never Know Whose Mouths They've Been In.

There's No End To The Inventiveness Of Critics, I Tell You. Because They Can't Write Fiction, They Put Their Impulse Into Their Analysis Of Work.

I Also Believe In Cigarettes, Cholesterol, Alcohol, Carbon Monoxide, Masturbation, The Arts Council, Nuclear Weapons, The Daily Telegraph, And Not Properly Labeling Fatal Poisons, But Above All Else, Most Of All, I Believe In The One Thing That Can Come Out Of People's Mouths: Vomit.