I Just Wanted To Be

There Is A Word In Old English Which Belongs Wholly To That Civilization - "dustsceawung," Meaning Contemplation Of Dust. It Is A True Image Of The Anglo-saxon Mind, Or At Least An Echo Of That Consciousness Which Considered Transcience And Loss To Be Part Of The Human Estate; It Was A World In Which Life Was Uncertain And The Principal Diety Was Fate Or Destiny Or "wyrd."

I Saw A Ghost Once, About 20 Years Ago. It Took The Form Of Someone Coming Out Of A Sleeping Body And Sitting At The Foot Of The Bed.

If I Did Only One Thing At A Time I'd Think I Was Wasting My Time. If, For Example, I Only Wrote Novels I Would Feel Like A Charlatan And A Fraud.

Murderers Will Try To Recall The Sequence Of Events, They Will Remember Exactly What They Did Just Before And Just After. But They Can Never Remember The Actual Moment Of Killing. This Is Why They Will Always Leave A Clue.

The English Can Laugh And At The Same Time Strike You Down, Without The Least Compunction. It Is The Secret Of Their Success As A Nation.