A woman has all too much substance in a man's eyes at the best of times. That is why men like women to be slim. Her lack of flesh negates her. The less of her there is, the less notice he need take of her. The more like a male she appears to be, the safer he feels.

People fail you, children disappoint you, thieves break in, moths corrupt, but an Order of the British Empire goes on for ever.

The desire for self-expression afflicts people when they feel there is something of themselves which is not getting through to the outside world.

Novelists... fashioning nets to sustain and support the reader as he falls helplessly through the chaos of his own existence.

Style is what's there when you look at someone's writing and you know that they wrote it and nobody else did.

As it has turned out, the whole relationship between men, women and children has tilted, to the disadvantage of women.

Because clearly the most amazing thing had happened: by some chance - no, the lover does not believe in chance, but destiny - destiny had arranged it so that the man and woman who had made the original whole, then somehow divided and separated by an angry God, had met up again, and now must reform the rightful, righteous whole. At once!