We first fought the heathens in the name of religion then Communism and now in the name of drugs and terrorism. Our excuses for global domination always change.

Poetry is a sword of lightning ever unsheathed which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

I have felt cats rubbing their faces against mine and touching my cheek with claws carefully sheathed. These things to me are expressions of love.

The gross heathenism of civilization has generally destroyed nature and poetry and all that is spiritual.

Heather knows why and when her marriage ended with Richie and she knows why my marriage ended with Charlie.

I'm a heathen when it comes to marriage.

If I be worthy I live for my God to teach the heathen even though they may despise me.

But how odd that in this heathen nation of empty pews where churches' bare ruined choirs are converted into luxury loft living a Labour government - yes a Labour government - is deliberately creating a huge expansion of faith schools.

I would not attack the faith of a heathen without being sure I had a better one to put in its place.

My hat was pulled down and this girl said 'Are you really him?' I whispered 'Yeah I'm really him.' She screamed 'Mom! Dad! It's Heath Ledger!