Survival...is An Infinite Capacity For Suspicion.

Home's Where You Go When You Run Out Of Homes.

I'm Really A Library Man, Or Second-hand Book Man.

I Had Two Experiences Of Criminality: One Was My Conman Father, The Other Was Teaching At Eton

There Was Nothing Dishonourable In Not Being Blown About By Every Little Modern Wind. Better To Have Worth, To Entrench, To Be An Oak Of One's Own Generation.

After All, If You Make Your Enemy Look Like A Fool, You Lose The Justification For Engaging Him.