Will you lie to me and promise to read them? Books need to be read. The pages need to be turned.

Love is the only thing that keeps me sane.

I'm spectacularly disorganised. I wrote my latest book in seven different notebooks scattered throughout my house.

I am from the working class. I am now what I was then. No amount of balsamic vinegar and Prada handbags could make me forget what it was like to be poor.

I think we take it for granted that if you are with your husband after 30 years, then he is the love of your life.

The monarchy is finished. It was finished a while ago, but they're still making the corpses dance.

It's no surprise to me that intellectuals commit suicide, go mad or die from drink. We feel things more than other people. We know the world is rotten and that chins are ruined by spots.