It is my fate and perhaps my temperament to sign agreements with fools.

Of course he despised the world as a whole; every thoughtful man should; it is almost a test of refinement.

Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.

Passion does not blind. No. Passion is sanity, and the woman you love, she is the only person you will ever really understand.

I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I'd like to be.

I have almost completed a long novel, but it is unpublishable until my death and England's.

Though life is very glorious, it is difficult.