I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?

My God - it's a green child!" said the American. "What is this place - the House of Usher?

I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.

People's clothes ought to be buried with them.

There was a wonderful atmosphere of gentle age, a smell of flowers and beeswax, sweet yet faintly sour and musty; a smell that makes you feel very tender towards the past.

When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it - or rather, it is like living it. It makes reading so much more exciting, but I don't suppose many people try to do it.

Ah, but you're the insidious type--Jane Eyre with of touch of Becky Sharp. A thoroughly dangerous girl.