Judgment is contained in the act of trying to understand.

There are two ways of talking. One is the easy way, where you talk lightly, and the other one is the considered way. The considered way is what I have put my name to.

Some lesser husbands built a latrine on the hillside.

My publisher, who was so good as a taster and editor, when she became a writer, lo and behold, it was all this feminine tosh.

The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves.

The biography of a writer - or even the autobiography - will always have this incompleteness.

Small things start us in new ways of thinking