I do wish you wouldn't argue with me when I'm knitting.

I said I 'liked' being half-educated; you were so much more 'surprised' at everything when you were ignorant.

Gradually the magic of the island [Corfu] settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen.

If naturalists go to heaven (about which there is considerable ecclesiastical doubt), I hope that I will be furnished with a troop of kakapo to amuse me in the evening instead of television.

Until we consider animal life to be worthy of the consideration and reverence we bestow upon old books and pictures and historic monuments, there will always be the animal refugee living a precarious life on the edge of extermination, dependent for existence on the charity of a few human beings.

Tea would arrive, the cakes squatting on cushions of cream, toast in a melting shawl of butter, cups agleam and a faint wisp of steam rising from the teapot shawl.

There is no first world and third world. There is only one world, for all of us to live and delight in.