To rush into explanations is always a sign of weakness.

I, myself, was always recognized . . . as the “slow one” in the family. It was quite true, and I knew it and accepted it. Writing and spelling were always terribly difficult for me. My letters were without originality. I was . . . an extraordinarily bad speller and have remained so until this day.

I just woke up feeling happy this morning. You know those days when everything in the world seems right.

To all those who lead monotonous lives in the hope that they may experience at second hand the delights and dangers of adventure. [author's dedication]

Imagination is a good servant, and a bad master.

Things never come when they are expected.

To rush into explanations is always a sign of weakness.