Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers. How delightful if that were true.

But you want to know about the influence of books on my life, and as I've said, there was only one. Seneca. . .Maybe that sounds dull, but the letters aren't - they're witty. I think you learn more if you're laughing at the same time.

one year as his wife, and id have become one of those abject, quaking women who look at their husbands when someone asks them a question. I've always despised that type, but I see how it happens now

Friends, show me a man who hates himself, and I'll show you a man who hates his neighbours more! He'd have to – you wouldn't grant anyone else something you can't have for yourself – no love, no kindness, no respect!

People don't know how chickens can turn on you, but they can -- just like mad dogs.

His writings have made me his friend.

The first rule of snooping is to come at it sideways.