As a writer one is allowed to have conversations with oneself. What is considered sane in writers is made for the rest of the human race.

He really is terribly heavy going. Like running up hill in roller skates.

Few women care to be laughed at and men not at all, except for large sums of money.

We don’t discuss anything anyway. Unless it appears on Patrick’s official breakfast-time agenda. And that consists mainly of food. Minutes of the last meal and proposals for the next.

it couldn’t have happened to a nicer person and it’s a most fitting award.

You might as well have put her on a stage eating a plate of spaghetti and put a rope round her chair instead of putting her in a theatre where she wasn’t at home and...