I like best to have one book in my hand, and a stack of others on the floor beside me, so as to know the supply of poppy and mandragora will not run out before the small hours.

You can't teach an old dogma new tricks.

[Suggesting an epitaph for herself:] This is on me.

Her mind lives tidily, apart from cold and noise and pain. And bolts the door against her heart, out wailing in the rain.

Salary is no object: I want only enough to keep body and soul apart.

If you want to know what God thinks about money, just look at the people He gives it to.

A girl's best friend is her mutter.