What is that unforgettable line?

As it is with the love of the body, so with the friendship of the mind, the full is only reached by admittance to the most retired places.

Silence and darkness were all I craved. Well, I get a certain amount of both. They being one.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm in my right mind. Then it passes off and I'm as intelligent as ever.

I am interested in the shape of ideas even if I do not believe in them. There is a wonderful sentence in Augustine . . . "Do not despair: one of the thieves was saved; do not presume: one of the thieves was damned." That sentence had a wonderful shape. It is the shape that matters.

I hope I am not too old to take it up seriously, nor too stupid about machines to qualify as a commercial pilot. I do not feel like spending the rest of my life writing books that no one will read. It is not as though I wanted to write them.