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.

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

We read books, talked books, argued over books and became dearer and dearer to one another.

Men are more interesting in books than they are in real life.

Humour is the best way to make the unbearable bearable.

Naturally curly hair is a curse, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.

His writings have made me his friend.