I think to be driven to want to kill must be such a terrible burden.

Some say life is the thing, but I prefer reading.

To say that Agatha Christie’s characters are cardboard cut-outs is an insult to cardboard cut-outs.

We always know when we are awake that we cannot be dreaming even though when actually dreaming we feel all this may be real.

Nobody really lives in the present.

we dislike those we've injured.

The worst has happened ... it's rather liberating.