Unimaginative people are spared quite a lot. They're often much happier, because they don't go through all the variety of conceptions of the person they love.

I never really know the title of a book until it's finished.

I don't write for any particular kind of person.

I was sent to a finishing school, which didn't last long when mother found out how badly chaperoned we were. Then I 'came out' before going to a domestic science school.

We're all like children. We may think we grow up, but to me, being grown up is death, stopping thinking, trying to find out things, going on learning.

People try much less hard to make a marriage work than they used to fifty years ago. Divorce is easier.

I have deliberately left Sylvester and Julia's appearances to the reader's imagination.