Greed, like the love of comfort, is a kind of fear.

Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.

Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph-green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree.

There is no more sombre enemy of good art than the pram in the hall.

We may assume that we keep people waiting symbolically because we do not wish to see them and that our anxiety is due not to being late, but to having to see them at all.

Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.

No city should be too large for a man to walk out of in a morning.

The true index of a man's character is the health of his wife.

There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.

While thoughts exist, words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living.

All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others.

Don't give up! It's not over. The universe is balanced. Every set-back bears with it the seeds of a come-back.

I live with a passionate passion.

The greatest efforts of the race have always been traceable to the love of praise as the greatest catastrophes to the love of pleasure.

Growing up in Malaysia and England, there wasn't an obvious route into the comics world, so my creative energy went into theatre and prose and then movies and TV.

There are many kinds of conceit, but the chief one is to let people know what a very ancient and gifted family one descends from.

Resentment is the most precious flower of poverty.

The companies are multinational--why should labor still stick to borders?

Truth can never be an enemy to true religion, which appears always to the best advantage when it is most examined.

I just think that things get easier as you get older and wiser and more experienced. You get more confident about who you are as you get older. I find that really comforting.

I don't know myself, what to do, where to go... I lie in the crack of a book for my comfort... it's what the world offers... please leave me alone to dream as I fancy.