Writers talk too much.
How often the rich like to play at being poor. A rather nasty game, I've always thought.
My mother was dead for five years before I knew that I had loved her very much.
The happy problem of our time - longer life.
I don't think many writers like their best-known piece of work, particularly when it was written a long time ago.
Advances are made by those with at least a touch of irrational confidence in what they can do.