The British public has always had an unerring taste for ungifted amateurs.
Marriage is rather a silly habit.
Asking a writer what he thinks about criticism is like asking a lamppost what it feels about dogs.
Oh heavens, how I long for a little ordinary human enthusiasm. Just enthusiasm - that's all. I want to hear a warm, thrilling voice cry out Hallelujah! Hallelujah! I'm alive!
There's no such thing as failure - just waiting for success.
In London, love and scandal are considered the best sweeteners of tea.