We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.

I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring.

Death is too much to ask of the living.

Rose doesn’t like the flat country, but I always did – flat country seems to give the sky such a chance.

What a tiny list of friends I have! All my fault. I less and less want to see people.

I'm convinced England's overflowing with eccentric people, places, happenings. Indeed, you might say eccentricity's normal in England.

It's a beautiful sight to see good dancers doing simple steps. It's a painful sight to see beginners doing complicated patterns.