There is a 'sanctity' involved with bringing a child into this world: it is better than bombing one out of it.

It took many years of vomiting up all the filth I’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before I was able to walk on the earth as though I had a right to be here.

At four o'clock in the morning, when everyone is drunk enough, then extraordinary things can happen.

The impossible is the least that one can demand.

It is a terrible, an inexorable, law that one cannot deny the humanity of another without diminishing one's own: in the face of one's victim, one sees oneself.

I was guilty and irritated and full of love and pain. I wanted to kick him and I wanted to take him in my arms.

People said that he was very nice, but I confess that his utter grotesqueness made me uneasy; perhaps in the same way that the sight of monkeys eating their own excrement turns some people’s stomachs. They might not mind so much if monkeys did not- so grotesquely- resemble human beings.