Claudia's the sort of girl who goes through life holding onto the sides.

I have frequently thought that the dead should be buried with all their belongings. It seems weirdly perverse that their clothes should still be here when the people you love best in the world have gone.

when a person implores you to be reasonable what he means is that you should speed round forthwith to his point of view.

Evil and laughter cannot co-exist.

One can get very fond of the people one meets in bars. The trouble is they then appear sort of different in the daylight and you realize that taking them with you is rather like taking a goldfish for a walk: not entirely correct, and surprising for the next people you run into.

Men were made for war. Without it they wandered greyly about, getting under the feet of the women, who were trying to organize the really important things of life.

Claudia's the sort of girl who goes through life holding onto the sides.