Logic! Good Gracious! What Rubbish!

I Have No Mystic Faith In The People. I Have In The Individual.

The Story Of The Fall Always Fascinates Me As A Play Ground, But I Cannot Find Any Profound Meaning In It, Because Of My 'liberal' View Of Human Nature: I Cannot Believe In A State Of Original Innocence, Still Less In A Profound Meaning In It, And I Am Always Minimising The Conception And The Extent Of Sin And The Sinfulness Of Sex.

There Has Been, Is, And Always Will Be Every Conceivable Type Of Person.

One's Favorite Book Is As Elusive As One's Favorite Pudding.

If Miss Honeychurch Ever Takes To Live As She Plays, It Will Be Very Exciting--both For Us And For Her.