The Stitch Of A Book Is Its

Memory Is The Only Friend Of Grief.

For A Dyed-in-the-wool Author Nothing Is As Dead As A Book Once It Is Written. ... She Is Rather Like A Cat Whose Kittens Have Grown Up.

If You Think You Know, You Don't Ask Questions, Or If You Ask, You Don't Listen To The Answers. Everyone, Everything, Each Thing, Is Different, So That It Isn't Safe To Know. You - You Have To Grope.

You Must Remember Garden Catalogues Are As Big Liars As House-agents.

I Don't Know If I Believe In God, But I Know I Believe In The Devil. I Have Met Him.