Bitterness leads nowhere. It turns back on itself. It is the eternal cul-de-sac.

With method and logic one can accomplish anything.

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.

I have often had occasion to notice how, where a direct question would fail to elicit a response, a false assumption brings instant information in the form of a contradiction.

Money ... is always the great clue to what is happening in the world.

There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash.

Of course I despise money when I haven't got any. It's the only dignified thing to do.