I began to see that my problems, seen spiritually, were really my soul's plusses.

I learnt pity, sympathy, and what it was like to be at the other end of the stick. Such lessons can't be learnt in lecture halls.

I thought of such Christian inventions as the ghetto and the Jewish badge of shame. The Nazis didn't have to go very far to pick up their know-how.

Old friends die on you, and they're irreplaceable. You become dependent.

This Christian poison hasn't stopped yet.

The Christian use of religion as a personal love affair both shocked me, and attracted me.

To my surprise, my 70s are nicer than my 60s and my 60s than my 50s, and I wouldn't wish my teens and 20s on my enemies.