Christmas waves a magic wand over this world and behold everything is softer and more beautiful.

The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.

Death is softer by far than tyranny.

To be perfectly honest I think that as I'm growing older I'm just growing more impatient. I'll be very happy if at some point people say 'Michael's grown wiser and softer in his old age.' But we'll have to wait and see what my next project is.