I spend a frightening amount of money on books.
I've got a farm in Somerset, and I think it's God's own country. I love it.
It's possible to be satisfied with a day's work or a cake, but a life... what is a life but a history of events badly remembered?
I don't enjoy living in a white box flooded with light. I like shadows, small spaces, old furniture.
I've forgiven all my enemies - even those who have stolen money from me.
I cannot look at modern buildings without thinking of historical ones.