I never feel so much myself as when I'm in a hot bath.

And I identify too closely with my reading, with my writing.

Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you.

because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.

I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.

I think writers are the most narcissistic people. Well, I musn't say this, I like many of them, a great many of my friends are writers.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.