I've always believed in writing without a collaborator, because where two people are writing the same book, each believes he gets all the worry and only half the royalties.

I continued to do arithmetic with my father, passing proudly through fractions to decimals. I eventually arrived at the point where so many cows ate so much grass, and tanks filled with water in so many hours. I found it quite enthralling.

Every man should have aunts. They illustrate the triumph of guess work over logic.

A man when he is making up to anybody can be cordial and gallant and full of little attentions and altogether charming. But when a man is really in love he can't help looking like a sheep.

Until one looks back on one's own past one fails to realise what an extraordinary view of the world a child has.

When the fact doesn't meet the theory then let go the theory.

One never quite allows for the moron in our midst.