Great Writers Are The Saints For The

Life... Is Not Simply A Series Of Exciting New Ventures. The Future Is Not Always A Whole New Ball Game. There Tends To Be Unfinished Business. One Trails All Sorts Of Things Around With One, Things That Simply Won't Be Got Rid Of.

Problems Of Human Behavior Still Continue To Baffle Us, But At Least In The Library We Have Them Properly Filed.

I Think You Always Feel Braver In Another Language.

I Was Brought Up Among The Sort Of Self-important Women Who Had A Husband As One Has An Alibi.

One Loses The Capacity To Grieve As A Child Grieves, Or To Rage As A Child Rages: Hotly, Despairingly, With Tears Of Passion. One Grows Up, One Becomes Civilized, One Learns One's Manners, And Consequently Can No Longer Manage These Two Functions - Sorrow And Anger - Adequately.