You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It’s not that...

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

I had a cup of tea, thought about my day and mostly about the horse whom, though I’d only known him a short time, I called my friend. I have few friends and am glad...

If I remember correctly writers usually find some excuse for their books, although why one should excuse oneself for having such a quiet & peaceful occupation I really don’t know. Military people never seem to...

Reason must know the heart’s reasons and every other reason

The task of the right eye is to peer into the telescope, while the left eye peers into the microscope.

a Brotherhood with the grim knowledge of what is better for other people & the iron determination to better them whether they like it or not.

Military people never seem to apologize for killing each other yet novelists feel ashamed for writing some nice inert paper book that is not certain to be read by anybody.