The soul is an old graveyard. Heaped with the bones of a thousand dead lives, a thousand dead names, a thousand dead dreams… joy and suffering…the memory of a thousand women…brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers… They are all buried out there, nameless and forgotten, un-grieved and untended. It is a landscape that has a memory [...]

A lot of people that I started off liking, I have grown to hate. It has gone the other way too - I have grown to like some that I hated initially. But not this fella; I hated him from the first time I clapped eyes on him and that’s the way it stayed. People [...]