The worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. That is what it would mean; starting a life with you, without Him. Julia to Charles

All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.

He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.

I regard writing not as an investigation of character but as an exercise in the use of language, and with this I am obsessed.

It doesn't matter what people call you unless they call you pigeon pie and eat you up.

I had been there before; I knew all about it.

I've always been bad. Probably I shall be bad again, punished again. But the worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. ... Or it may be a private bargain between me and God, that if I give up this one thing I want so much, however bad I am, He won't quite despair of me in the end.