Nothing is ever the same as they said it was.

I mean, if you've ever spoken to someone with two heads, you know they know something you don't.

Nudists are fond of saying that when you come right down to it everyone is alike, and, again, that when you come right down to it everyone is different.

What I'm trying to describe is that it's impossible to get out of your skin into somebody else's.... That somebody else's tragedy is not the same as your own.

And the revelation was a little like what saints receive on mountains - a further chapter in the history of the mystery.

The thing that's important to know is that you never know. You're always sort of feeling your way.

Everybody has that thing where they need to look one way but they come out looking another way and that's what people observe. You see someone on the street and essentially what you notice about them is the flaw. It's just extraordinary that we should have been given these peculiarities. Something is ironic in the world and it has to do with the fact that what you intend never comes out like you intend it.