How can you dare teach a man to read until you've taught him everything else first?

I can't control what life did to me, but I can control how I react. Therein lies the difference.

Life is a first draft... with NO rewrite.

As you say, I am honoured and famous and rich. But as I have to do all the hard work, and suffer an increasing multitude of fools gladly, it does not feel any better than being reviled, infamous and poor, as I used to be.

I loathe the mess of mean superstitions and misunderstood prophecies which is still rammed down the throats of children under the name of Christianity.

The liar's punishment is not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else.

Rebecca [West] can handle a pen as brilliantly as ever I could and much more savagely.