Looking back into childhood is like looking into a semi-transparent globe within which people and places lie embedded. A shake - and they stir, rise up, circle in inter-weaving groups, then settle down again.

anything that becomes a cult, or a mass movement, loses its moral and spiritual value. The crusade has to be personal, individual. As soon as it becomes collective it loses its purpose.

when two people unite, kindness must be mutual, or shocking things will happen.

People have been saying the novel is dead for as far back as I can remember. The novel will never die, but it will keep changing and evolving and taking different shapes. Storytelling, which is the basis of the novel, has always existed and always will.

But poetry is not to be lived, except for the few to whom it is more important than self-preservation.

One can present people with opportunities. One cannot make them equal to them.

Holidays, if you enjoy them, have no history.