“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.”

“Fashion may renew itself every six months but one thing remains the same: bouncers always wear black.”

“Physics as we know it will be over in six months.”

“I've got six months to sort out the hackers, get the Japanese knotweed under control and find an acceptable form of narcissus.”

“Six months of waiting. Six months of understanding the inner workings of faith and the outer spheres of the world. Six months of time: hundreds and millions of awakening seconds and sleeping minutes. Six months of aching stretched out like the Sahara: lickety-split, snippety-snip, jiggity-jig Six months of fading and blooming, stopping and starting. Six months of love: a breath, a deluge, an eternity; a single flake of snow.”

“We are all so guilty at the way we have allowed the world around us to become more ugly and tasteless every year that we surrender to terror and steep ourselves in it.”