I don’t. I don’t want anybody else to touch you. I’m silly. I get furious if they touch you.

Worry destroys the ability to write. Ill health is bad in the ratio that it produces worry which attacks your subconscious and destroys your nerves.

When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

I never liked to hunt, you know. There was always the danger of having a horse fall on you.

Drinking is a way of ending the day.

The time to work is shorter all the time and if you waste it you ... have committed a sin for which there is no forgiveness.

We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood.