Human beings are struggling, and so they are egoists. But it's wrong to say that they are wholy cruel - it's a deformed view.

But they never last, the golden days. And it can be sad, the sun in the afternoon, can't it? Yes, it can be sad, the afternoon sun, sad and frightening.

Something in her brain that still remained calm told her that she was doing a very foolish thing indeed.

Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.

I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God's help I catch some.

Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.

Would you like a whiskey?' I say. 'I've got some.' (That's original. I bet nobody's ever thought of that way of bridging the gap before.)