I don't want to be married just to be married.

Reading keeps you from going ga-ga.

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

I, too, have felt that the war goes on and on. When my son, Ian, died at El Alamein-- side by side with... visitors offering their condolences, thinking to comfort me, said, "Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and nexe year and forever. There's no end to that. But perhaps there will be an end to the sorrow of it.

I sometimes think I prefer suitors in books rather than right in front of me. How awful, backward, cowardly, and mentally warped that will be if it turns out to be true.

‎What a blight that woman is. Do you happen to know why? I lean toward a malignant fairy at her christening.

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.