Ninety-seven Is My Lucky Number.

If I Write That It Was A Cold Day, You Can Be Sure I Know It Was A Cold Day Because Pepys Told Us.

I Have No Plans For A Future Jemima Shore Mystery, But Would Write One Tomorrow If A Good Idea Came To Me.

Her Imperturbable Self-confidence (duchesse De Maine) Caused Madame De Stael To Write That The Duchesse Believed In Herself The Same Way She Believed In God, Without Explanation Or Discussion.

I Think Crime Writing Is My Link With Trying To Preserve A Sort Of Order.

I Am Re-reading Henry James As A Change From History. I Began With Daisy Miller, And I've Just Finished Washington Square. What A Brilliant, Painful Book.