The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

'When you kiss someone, your heart goes out to them, and when you're done kissing them your heart goes back in.'

All I am, or can be, I owe to my angel mother.

'Dank Dank' (Reflecting his inability to accept compliments for several years.)

'Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.'