I'm sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I'm still afraid, deep down, of letting myself be hurt.
I wouldn't describe myself as a master of anything.
People in London think of London as the center of the world, whereas New Yorkers think the world ends three miles outside of Manhattan.
I was once hired to write a column for 'The Guardian' and then got fired before I'd submitted my first one. That was unusual. Most newspapers wait until I've written at least one piece for them before firing me.
I miss being fawned over by restaurateurs and chefs.
I think I've been wishing for celebrity for so long that I've got used to being someone who's petitioning the establishment for acceptance. . . my whole schtick, my whole identity, is so wrapped up in being a petitioner that I don't really know how to react now that petition has been granted.
In Britain, by contrast, we still think that class plays a part in determining a person's life chances, so we're less inclined to celebrate success and less inclined to condemn failure. The upshot is that it's much easier to be a failure in Britain than it is in America.
A nation regenerates itself only upon heaps of corpses.
Every father says the same thing: “Where's your mother?”
I'm trying my best to sound like me rather than trying my best to write hits or praying to God that people respond. I've arrived in a very healthy place and it feels great!
Track and field was very big when I was growing up.