The past was still a Golden Age, of ignorance, while the present is an Iron Age of willful bliss.

People. You must love people. Men are admirable. I want to vomit—and suddenly, there it is: the Nausea

...there are times when silence is a poem.

I married somebody who likes the way I look. If I changed my hair every year, and I reinvented myself in time-honoured pop fashion, I think understandably the person I&#39;m married to would grow slightly sick of me.

There&#39;s no hope of me becoming completely relaxed on stage. If I did, I&#39;d sit down and doze off.

I wouldn&#39;t want to think people doted on us, hung on every word, or wanted to look like us.

Robert Smith

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