The trouble about most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation, or hope to be one in the next.

My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.

I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.

Rhythm is one of the principal translators between dream and reality.

I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?

If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?

The trouble with most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation... they do not want to attract attention.

You wouldn’t do things to hurt others if only you understood the principles of God

War is like a fire. One man may start it, but it will spread all over. It is not about one thing in particular.

Sometimes my husband will surprise me with flowers for no reason. Unexpected romantic gestures are very important and keep things exciting.

When you are writing a song for something else, if you are doing something for money, I always think that's bad luck.

Photos should suggest a word(s) and vice versa. They should be equal and interchangeable.

I did take one drawing class in school, but for this book I spent a lot of time talking to painters and asking them silly questions.

The universe takes us as seriously as we take it.

.. Fear is often described as False Evidence Appearing Real.

He sounded harassed more than anything else, like mass home invasion was just something standing between him and morning coffee.

The freedom to think out loud on certain topics, without fear of being hounded into hiding or killed, has already been lost.