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

Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on.

Isn't that something-to know your own soul by hearsay, instead of its own tidings? Why should I let a preacher tell me if I had one or not? If I could believe I hada soul, all by myself, then I could listen to its tidings all by myself.

Miss X has always been a ditherer -- she was a ten month baby and has not improved in any material way since then.

I have gone to [this bookshop] for years, always finding the one book I wanted - and then three more I hadn’t known I wanted.

In a good mood I call my hair Chestnut with Gold Glints. In a bad mood, I call it mousy brown

I am to cover the philosophical side of the debate and so far my only thought is that reading keeps you from going gaga.