I was the Colleen McCullough of 1971.

It doesn't do to be sentimental about cats; the best ones don't respect you for it

You have a right to be angry, but you mustn't turn that anger back on yourself because that only compounds the damage which has already been done. You must turn the anger outwards.

The great advantage of telling the truth is that one is so much more likely to sound convincing

One wonders what would happen in a society in which there were no rules to break. Doubtless everyone would quickly die of boredom.

Its really most remarkable how the human race is so seldom satisfied with what its got. Give a man the world and he's pining for the moon.

...lonely, very lonely to have a past no one else can share.

It is an author's primary duty to entertain. Sling out all the philosophical terms, but keep the reader turning the page.

It was tremendously exciting to discover that science was not destroying religion, as people popularly believe, but that it could cast light on theism and Christianity.

One wonders what would happen in a society where there were no rules to break. Doubtlessly everyone would quickly die of boredom.

Sin/ alienation is psychological disease which if unhealed can lead to the living hell of lost hopes and blighted lives.

Thus also every keen pleasure is an error and an illusion, for no attained wish can give lasting satisfaction.

Let us be dreamers, thinkers, speculative philosophers, or as our spouses would have it: Idiots

The white man gets all the best catchphrases!

You rarely achieve finality. If you did, life would be over, but as you strive new visions open before you, new possibilities for the satisfaction of living.

Freedom is the fundamental condition for any growth.

I don't really get recognised very much.

I guess it's pretty diverse, but I do have quite a 30-and-older male audience coming out to the shows. I don't know if that's due to me being a female or what.

Were he supreme, were he mighty, were he just, were he good, this God you tell me about, would it be through enigmas and buffooneries he would wish to teach me to serve and know him?

Every schoolboy hath that famous testament of Grunnius Corocotta Porcellus at his fingers end.