Girls have a tendency to take responsibility for romantic misinterpretations, when often it's men whose perfectly honed emotional inscrutability makes life more complicated than it should be.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over, there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.

Me and my girlfriend don't have any family in Ipswich, so we were thinking of what we could do to fill our time on Christmas Day. We thought about feeding the homeless and we phoned up the church that we eventually went to and asked if we could help.

"In my hands is power. The power to hear or to destroy. To grant life or to cause death. I revere this gift, have honed it over time an art as magnificent and awesome as any painting in the Louvre.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.