But men must know, that in this theatre of man's life it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers on.

It's rather splendid to think of all those great men and women who appear to have presented symptoms that allow us to describe them as bipolar. Whether it's Hemingway, Van Gogh... Robert Schumann has been mentioned... Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Plath... some of them with rather grim ends.

Men are able to trust one another, knowing the exact degree of dishonesty they are entitled to expect.

When I was younger, I was terrified to express anger because it would often kick-start a horrible reaction in the men in my life. So I bit my tongue. I was left to painstakingly deal with the aftermath of my avoidance later in life, in therapy or through the lyrics of my songs.

Men know everything - all of them - all the time - no matter how stupid or inexperienced or arrogant or ignorant they are.