To anyone who is homeless, I say, find a home.

Bad things will happen and good things too. Your life will be full of surprises. Miracles happen only where there has been suffering. So taste your grief to the fullest. Don’t try and press it down. Don’t hide from it. Don’t escape. It is life too. It is truth. But it will pass and time will put a strange honey in the bitterness. That’s the way life goes.

Reading, like writing, is a creative act. If readers only bring a narrow range of themselves to the book, then they'll only see their narrow range reflected in it.

This is what you must be like. Grow wherever life puts you down.

To see the madness and yet walk a perfect silver line. ... That's what the true story-teller should be: a great guide, a clear mind, who can walk a silver line in hell or madness.

Who knows, maybe this whole planet is an asylum, a penal realm. A place for hard cases.

I went to London because, for me, it was the home of literature. I went there because of Dickens and Shakespeare.