Sometimes I think what I write is funny in its quiet way.

A simple grateful thought turned heavenwards is the most perfect prayer.

The worst superstition is to consider our own tolerable.

I find myself increasingly shocked at the unthinking and automatic rubbishing of men which is now so part of our culture that it is hardly even noticed.

Loneliness, she thought, was craving for other people's company. But she did not know that loneliness can be an unnoticed cramping of the spirit for lack of companionship.

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

All I do is give interviews and spend time being photographed.