I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write

That is the fearful part of having been near death. One knows how easy it is to die. The barriers that are up for everybody else are down for you, and you've only to slip through.

In fact, isn't it a joy - there is hardly a greater one - to find a new book, a living book, and to know that it will remain with you while life lasts?

If you wish to live, you must first attend your own funeral.

Who is to decide between 'Let it be' and 'Force it'?

Some couples go over their budgets very carefully every month. Others just go over them.

The late evening is the time of times. Then with that unearthly beauty before one it is not hard to realise how far one has to go. To write something that will be worthy of that rising moon, that pale light.