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.

We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other.

A loving wife will do anything for her husband except stop criticizing him and trying to improve him.

If you are a genius, you'll make your own rules, but if not - and the odds are against it - go to your desk no matter what your mood, face the icy challenge of the paper - write.

To put failure behind you, face up to it.

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