How grand, to be a Doctor of whatever and to weigh up and decide people’s future.
I know. I was there. I saw the great void in your soul, and you saw mine.
I have a tremendous battle with melancholy and depression.
One thing about London is that when you step out into the night, it swallows you.
One of the hardest things about being alive is being with other people.
We’re deaf men working as musicians; we play the music but we can’t hear it.
A bit of the vagueness of music stops you going completely mad, I imagine.
It’s only after the change is fully formed that you can see what’s happened.
The past was suddenly rushing in on me in a way I found hard to fight.
Why take drugs specifically designed to send you insane?
The thing about opium is that it makes pain or difficulty unimaginable.