Religion Grants Its Adherents Malign, Intoxicating And

I Seemed To Have Spent The Whole Time Either Reading, Which I Loved, Or Laughing, Which I Love, Or Fooling About, Which I Loved. There Was The Usual Teenage Angst: "nobody Understands Me" And "i'm The Only Genius In The World" And All That Stuff. But That Didn't Get Very Deep.

You Don't Read It In The Sense Of Reading A Message; It Doesn't Work Like That. What's Happening Is That The Shadows Are Responding To The Attention You Pay Them.

Being In Love Was Like China: You Knew It Was There, And No Doubt It Was Very Interesting, And Some People Went There, But I Never Would.

After Nourishment, Shelter And Companionship, Stories Are The Thing We Need Most In The World.

Every Little Increase In Human Freedom Has Been Fought Over Ferociously Between Those Who Want Us To Know More And Be Wiser And Stronger, And Those Who Want Us To Obey And Be Humble And Submit.