I hate the uneducated and the ignorant. I hate the pompous and the phoney. I hate the jealous and the resentful. I hate the crabbed and mean and the petty. I hate all ordinary dull little people who aren't ashamed of being dull and little.

That is the great distinction between the sexes. Men see objects, women see the relationships between objects.

Medieval theologians used to dispute how the angels in the heaven spent their time, when not balancing on needle points and singing anthems to the Lord. I know. They slump glued to their clouds, glasses at the ready, as the Archangel Micheal (that well-known slasher) and stonewalling St Peter open against the Devils XI. It could not be Heaven, otherwise.

Because a star explodes and a thousand worlds like ours die, we know this world is. That is the smile: that what might not be, is.

The profoundest distances are never geographical.

Wealth is a monster. It takes a month to learn to control it financially. And many years to learn to control it psychologically.

People who teach you cram old ideas, old views, old ways, into you. Like covering plants with layer after layer of old earth; it's no wonder the poor things so rarely come up fresh and green.