one could drown in irrelevance.

...beauty, she had discovered occupied a narrow band. Ugliness, on the hand, had infinite variation.

I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life.

Arguing with a dead man in a lavatory is a claustrophobic experience.

It wasn't only wickedness and scheming that made people unhappy, it was confusion and misunderstanding; above all, it was the failure to grasp the simple truth that other people are as real as you.

Looking after children is one of the ways of looking after yourself.

Twenty years ago I might have hired a professional listener, but somewhere along the way I had lost faith in the talking cure. A genteel fraud in my view.