Anger and worry are the enemies of clear thought.

Ah, Chantal... Now I think I know how it feels to fly on a trapeze.

Or perhaps it's the wickedness in him that she can't resist. There are such women.

Its quietness was the quietness of strength. And the eyes were those of one who had walked through many a dark valley without flinching.

Lucy, you're as transparent as a pane of glass, and there's not a speck of guile to be seen in you. Yet in a way you're a mystery to me.

Perhaps he was a wicked man, as Robert Falcon had said, but he had the saving grace of laughter, could even laugh at his own fatal predicament, and he had been so full of life.

At a time like this with damage and disorder everywhere, no tale is too absurd to be believed and even decent people seek something on which to vent their anger.

Truth has to be credible or it makes as much trouble as any lie!

Language is like a road, it cannot be perceived all at once because it unfolds in time, whether heard or read. This narrative or temporal element has made writing and walking resemble each other.

God gave you two hands one belongs to you and the other to your fellow man.

If thine enemy hunger feed him if he thirst give him drink.

Before doing any interviews I like to know who I'm meeting with and get a bit of an idea of their sensibilities.

There is nothing boring in life except ourselves.

There's always going to be a separate version of you that people will create, and you have no control over it.

We have had to learn that history is neither a God nor a redeemer.

Faith is required of thee, and a sincere life, not loftiness of intellect, nor deepness in the mysteries of God.