We who write in English are fortunate to have the richest and most versatile language in the world. Respect it.

Any visitor to an historic country town or city quickly becomes aware in his or her peregrinations that the most attractive houses in the centre are invariably the offices of lawyers.

If this were fiction, could even the most brilliant novelist contrive to make credible so short a period in which pride had been subdued and prejudice overcome?

If from infancy you treat children as gods, they are liable in adulthood to act as devils.

Perhaps it's only when people are dead that we can safely show how much we cared about them. We know that it's too late then for them to do anything about it.

History, which interprets the past to understand the present and confront the future is the least rewarding discipline for a dying species.

Creativity doesn't flourish in an atmosphere of despotism, coercion and fear.