The Knowledge That We Have About What

People Endure What They Endure And They Deal With It. It May Corrupt Them. It May Lead Them Into All Sorts Of Compensatory Excesses.

The Trouble With Words Is That You Never Know Whose Mouths They've Been In.

We Should Always Look Back On Our Own Past With A Sort Of Contempt, As Long As The Tenderness Is There - But Please Let Some Of The Contempt Be There.

Religion Has Always Been The Wound, Not The Bandage.

I Haven't Had A Single Moment Of Terror Since They Told Me [i Was Dying]. My Only Regret Is To Die Four Pages Too Soon. If I Can Finish, Then I'm Quite Happy To Go.