There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.

Over, over, there is a soft place in my heart for all that is over, no, for the being over, words have been my only loves, not many.

The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.

People are bloody ignorant apes.

Yes, light, there is no other word for it.

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.