L.H. Cosway

“The man was more highly strung than Margaret Thatcher on the rag, God rest her.”

“I’d practically groped her under the guise of helping her get out a stain, but still, she looked like she found me about as appealing as second-hand underpants.”

“So why not live with the magic? Be a kid again and believe in the fantastical. Life is more fun with a little smoke and mirrors.”

“Dearest Annie, Roses are red. Violets are blue. I’m using my hand But I’m thinking of you. - Ronan P.S. Just to clarify, I’m using my hand to write this note…get your mind out of the gutter.”

“A picture is just a picture, but add music and there's emotion. There's a story.”

“Do you ever wish, Alexis, that your heart was just that little bit smaller, so that you didn't have to care quite so much?”

“You’re virtually unknown over in the States. This could be the thing that helps you crack America. I can just see it now, a picture of you reclining in a pair of tighty whiteys advertising for Calvin Klein on the side of a skyscraper.”“Fuck, man. Are you a psychic? How did you know that’s my one true dream?”

“The unknown is sexier that the revealed. All magic tricks are a disappointment once you learn how they’re done.”

“If I was into girls, I'd do you,” I tell him honestly. He leans forward conspiratorially. ”Psst, I'll let you in on a secret Fred,” he glances sheepishly from side to side. ”I actually have a cock. Don't tell anyone, it would ruin my reputation. But feel free to do me any time you want.”