It is not so much true that the world loves a lover as that the lover loves all the world.

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

Ten thousand years of civilization shed in an instant when you put a woman behind the wheel of a car.

I get a lot of letters from people. They say "I want to be a writer. What should I do?" I tell them to stop writing to me and to get on with it.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

When one has children one has no privacy. They take it for granted that what is yours is theirs, personal things and the secrets of your heart, as well as possessions.

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