It marked the beginning and, of course, an end. At that moment a chapter, no, a whole stage of my closed. Had I known, and had there been a spare second or two, I might have allowed myself a little nostalgia.

You can spin stories out of the ways people understand and misunderstand each other.

I'm delighted when people respond with passion and readily intensity to my work. Literature is not as the economist would put it a positional good; in other words, there is infinite space for good literature.

Politics is the enemy of the imagination.

It was not generally realized that what children mostly wanted was to be left alone.

What is lawful is not always identical to what is right.

Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destory?