And, as I have said, it's made me think twice about the imagination. If the spirits aren't external, how astonishing the mediums become! Victor Hugo said of his voices that they were like his own mental powers multiplied by five.

In life, there are no perfect affections.

Class is classlessness.

Arthur Young's Reflexive Universe - fascinating but too schematic to fit into my scheme. The most I could hope for was a sense of the vocabulary and some possible images.

The simplest science book is over my head.

Before trying a novel I wrote a couple of plays.

Strange about parents. We have such easy access to them and such daunting problems of communication.