It is the nature of the self to manifest itself In every atom slumbers the might of the self.

I look at an ant and I see myself: a native South African endowed by nature with a strength much greater than my size so I might cope with the weight of a racism that crushes my spirit.

What a book a devil's chaplain might write on the clumsy wasteful blundering low and horribly cruel work of nature!

To insult someone we call him 'bestial. For deliberate cruelty and nature 'human' might be the greater insult.

You listen to a piece of music and it will remind you of something - it might make you happy it might make you sad but it is very emotive. And I think that Duran Duran have always understood that.

I'm not suggesting people abandon musical instruments and start playing their cars and apartments but I do think the reign of music as a commodity made only by professionals might be winding down.

I love country music blues and punk and one day I might make those kinds of records.

I've got a feeling that music might not be the most interesting place to be in the world of things.

I'm pretty horrible at relationships and haven't been in many long-term ones. Leaving and moving on - returning to a familiar sense of self-reliance and autonomy - is what I know that feeling is as comfortable and comforting as it might be for a different kind of person to stay.

But when you're writing a script - for me anyway - you have to sort of create an enforced innocence. You have to divest yourself of worrying about a lot of stuff like what movies are hot what movies are not hot what the budget of this movie might be.

I don't think of it as a competition - which might surprise you given the way movies are reported constantly.

I'd love to act more. I've had to turn down multiple movies because I was on tour but it's encouraging to know that someday there might be the right role the right timing. And I've been writing a lot of music so hopefully very soon I'll have recorded a project of my own. I also want to get a boat and open a restaurant.

The one regret I have about my own abortions is that they cost money that might otherwise have been spent on something more pleasurable like taking the kids to movies and theme parks.

When I started to watch some of the films I'd done I realized I was doing movies that I might not actually want to see.

We can now have action movies with two stars where one might be African American and one might be Asian American. One of them doesn't have to be white and the other one doesn't have to be the ethnic sidekick. We're way over that. And I think it's happening in society too.

Even in India the Hindi film industry might be the best known but there are movies made in other regional languages in India be it Tamil or Bengali. Those experiences too are different from the ones in Bombay.

By going to the movies and because of other things too going to college making a wide variety of friends moving around traveling I became a lot more open-minded than the heritage I was born into might have suggested.

Yesterday morning I amused myself with an exercise of a talent I once possessed but have so neglected that my performance might almost be called an experiment. I cut out a dress for one of the women.

At the very end of a book I can manage to work for longer stretches but mostly making stuff up for three hours that's enough. I can't do any more. At the end of the day I might tinker with my morning's work and maybe write some again. But I think three hours is fine.

I think I'm a fun flatmate. I'm always cheerful. I go on tour with my band so it's 12 people on one bus and I feel like I'm the one who's happy in the morning. I'm not a chaotic person but I might slack off on doing the dishes from time to time.

In my day at 12 years old which was 38 years ago we worked out in summer months for two and a half hours. Today someone in that age group might work out for four hours two hours in the morning and two at night.

Never get married in the morning - you never know who you might meet that night.

You'd have to think that you're at least decent or you couldn't get up every morning and do it. I think if I live long enough I might be pretty good.

But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor watching the children who may all be torn from her the next morning and often does she wish that she and they might die before the day dawns.