The telling of a story, like virtually everything in this life, was always made all the easier by a cup of tea.

Everything has been something before.

How many of us are happy to be exactly where we are at any moment?...only the completely happy think that they are in the correct place.

She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds.

Painters aren't expected to paint bleak pictures, are they?

And that, in a way, was the burden of being a philosopher: one knew what one had to do, but it was so often the opposite of what one really wanted to do.

The Culture of Complaint... We live in a culture of complaint because everyone is always looking for things to complain about. It's all tied in with the desire to blame others for misfortunes and to get some form of compensation into the bargain.