We are each of us angels with only one wing and we can only fly by embracing one another.

A strangely reflective even melancholy day. Is that because unlike our cousins in the northern hemisphere Easter is not associated with the energy and vitality of spring but with the more subdued spirit of autumn?

I don't think I am evangelical in my work.

I never expected to get the Tom Jones treatment and it amazes me that I do. Strangely it's women who throw their underwear at me when I'm performing live. My male fans tend to be quite shy. My female fans are wild. I never know what to do with all the lingerie that lands at my feet. Maybe I should open a shop.

Of all liars the most arrogant are biographers: those who would have us believe having surveyed a few boxes full of letters diaries bank statements and photographs that they can play at the recording angel and tell the whole truth about another human life.

Trust no friend without faults and love a woman but no angel.

There's no need to travel further. The Los Angeles area is big enough for us.

Spirit of place! It is for this we travel to surprise its subtlety and where it is a strong and dominant angel that place seen once abides entire in the memory with all its own accidents its habits its breath its name.

The time has come for all evangelists to practice full financial disclosure. The world is watching how we walk and how we talk. We must have the highest standards of morality ethics and integrity if we are to continue to have influence.

Yes but I don't think of the Teen Angel as of an age.

The most I ever spent on technology is building a studio - I built one at home in Los Angeles. I can't tell you how much exactly but the whole process is very expensive.

I'm equally guilty of using technology - I Twitter I text people I chat. But I think there's something strangely insidious about it that it makes us think we're closer when in fact we're not seeing each other we're not connecting.

When I was writing 'The Abstinence Teacher ' I really tried to immerse myself in contemporary American evangelical culture.

My parents were early converts to Christianity in my part of Nigeria. They were not just converts my father was an evangelist a religious teacher. He and my mother traveled for thirty-five years to different parts of Igboland spreading the gospel.

My mother was the dearest sweetest angel. She didn't talk she sang. She was a tower of strength.

Elves have this superhuman strength yet they're so graceful. Tolkien created them to be angelic spirits but I also saw Legolas as something out of the Seven Samurai.

If you grow up in the South Bronx today or in south-central Los Angeles or Pittsburgh or Philadelphia you quickly come to understand that you have been set apart and that there's no will in this society to bring you back into the mainstream.