To young people the future is still long.

I think I feel on the whole that something's there trying to get out ... It's sort of trying to get out and wants help.

Civilized life exacts its toll.

The plot is not very important to me, though a novel must have one, of course. It's just a line to hang the washing on.

As regards plot I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots. And as I think a plot desirable and almost necessary, I have this extra grudge against life.

It is no good to think that other people are out to serve our interests.

People's weaker side is not necessarily their truer self.