Bumble-Ardy is a very wicked little child as far as I'm concerned. He's not to be trusted.

Parents shouldn't assume children are made out of sugar candy and will break and collapse instantly. Kids don't. We do.

Kids lead a very private life.

I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and I'm dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. They're nowhere. I know they're nowhere and they don't exist, but if nowhere means that's where they are, that's where I want to be.

All I wanted was to be straight so my parents could be happy. They never, never, never knew.

Girls are infinitely more complicated than boys, and women more than men.

I remember my own childhood vividly...I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn't let adults know I knew. It would scare them