Accidents, try to change them - it's impossible. The accidental reveals man.

I fancy that the Hell of Too Many People would occupy a respectable place in the hierarchy of infernal regions.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned.

If we openly declare what is wrong with us, what is our deepest need, then perhaps the death and despair will by degrees disappear.

The people who pretend that dying is rather like strolling into the next room always leave me unconvinced. Death, like birth, must be a tremendous event.

She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

It is hard to tell where the MCC ends and the Church of England begins.