When I was growing up, there was a feeling in one's living room as much as in one's local gallery that a little elitism was good for the soul.

Growing up is never straight forward.
There are moments when everything is fine, and other moments where you realize that
there are certain memories that you'll never get back, and certain people that are going to change, and the hardest part is knowing that
there's nothing you can do except watch them.

When I was growing up, my idea of a writer was someone like Sven Hassel, that mysterious Danish author who wrote thrillers about men clambering over walls and getting tangled in barbed wire.

I used to just sit in the living room and make up songs on the keyboard.

I didn't have a good childhood growing up.

My dad was so much fun growing up.