I have no talent for making new friends, but oh such genius for fidelity to old ones.

I have no talent for making new friends, but oh such genius for fidelity to old ones.

Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.

...the routine of life goes on, whatever happens, we do the same things, go through the little performance of eating, sleeping, washing. No crisis can break through the crust of habit.

Writing every book is like a purge; at the end of it one is empty ... like a dry shell on the beach, waiting for the tide to come in again.

Nothing like a cup of tea to make a person feel better, man or woman.

There was never an accident.Rebecca was not drowned at all. I killed her.I shot Rebecca in the cottage in the cove.I carried her body to the cabin, and took the boat out that night and sunk it there, where they found it today.It's Rebecca who's lying dead there on the cabin floor.Will you look into my eyes and tell me that you love me now?