When you walk away from a really wonderful job like that, you start messing with everyone's priorities. It's like you're dissing them.

I'm incredibly happy to be doing my own thing in New York.

People can get certain good things out of fame, but until it killed a princess nobody ever talked about how bad it can be.

I love having no sense of tomorrow or yesterday.

As I said, I had no publisher for What a Carve Up! while I was writing it, so all we had to live off was my wife's money and little bits I was picking up for journalism.

In Syria, for some time, they have been trading hostages for a number of things: for weapons, for money, for political influence, and for favors.

In my barrio, jobs work and money saves lives. When I have had the funds to place a gang member on a job site and pay his salary, I've seen him stop banging. When, on the rarest of occasions, an employer has offered a job to one of these youth, I've witnessed kids suddenly have a reason to get up in the morning.

I think that what went wrong with religion is the same thing that went wrong with politics. Is that it became too money based and too controlling. It's just a weakness that we human beings have for control - we want one thing and then we want more and then we want more.