“He'd been let down so oftenHis brow was on the floorBut then they foundA small hole in the groundAnd let him down some more”

“I walk to Oxford Street and climb on the number 8. It's freezing and it starts to rain and it's the ugliest bus I've ever seen, rattling down the ugliest streets, in the ugliest city, in the ugliest country, in the ugliest of all possible worlds.”

“I want that. I want that awful intense and serious unhappiness, cos then I might feel better, and then I might be happy.”

“I feel like I'm in a film about a struggling artist who keeps getting up at all hours of the night to look at his big, blank empty canvas. And in a way I am. Except that i'm not struggling. I'm Hector Kipling. I might be getting up at all hours of the night to look at my big, blank, empty canvas, but I am not fucking struggling.”

“Let it rain, let it pour, because she don't love me anymore. So let it come down on me. Every word, let it hurt, even more than I deserve.”

“You mustn't let bullies get you down.”

“We are both busy people, so let's cut the small talk.”