I'll be pleased when I'm dead. That will let me off worrying about all these wars.

What of course I would like to be writing is the story of the Red and White Dwarves and their Remembering Mirror, their space rocket (powered by anti-gravity), their attendant entities Hadron, Gluon, Pion, Lepton, and Muon, and the Charmed Quarks and the Coloured Quarks. But we can't all be physicists.

What matters most is that we learn from living.

I would not be at all surprised to find out . . . that the dimensions of buildings affect us in ways we don't guess.

I was filled with such a dangerous delicious intoxication that I could have walked straight off the steps into the air, climbing on the strength of my own drunkeness into the stars. And the intoxication, as I knew even then, was the recklessness of infinite possibility.

Argument does not teach children or the immature. Only time and experience does that.

For she was of that generation who, having found nothing in religion, had formed themselves through literature.