There is nothing more guaranteed to reduce a man to the essentials than to live beneath the sky.

The older one becomes the quicker the present fades into sepia and the past looms up in glorious technicolour

Being constantly with children was like wearing a pair of shoes that were expensive and too small. She couldn't bear to throw them out, but they gave her blisters.

Once the grammar has been learned, writing is simply talking on paper and in time learning what not to say.

Everything else you grow out of, but you never recover from childhood.

It is the generation of the unemphatic. Steal, kill, lie, fornicate, but beware of indulging with conviction.

The prize I value most was given to me 60 years ago. I was named the girl with the cleanest fingernails.

What we remember is probably fiction anyway.

Women are programmed to love completely, and men are programmed to spread it around. We are fools to think it's any different.

It seems to me that a mutually beneficial relationship between a man and woman requires the man to be dominant. A sensible woman will allow the man to think he is the most important partner.

Moonlight lined the windowsills like a fall of snow.

His enthusiasm and willingness to use what he learned made him get ahead in Spanish.

Apparently Burgess shares the gutter press assumption that those who achieve fame should be made to suffer from it.

Man is not the creature of circumstances circumstances are the creature of man. We are free agents and man is more powerful than matter.

God’s riches are sufficient to bless all humanity.

There's no such thing as a genius in politics, or at least I have never met one. There are only human beings, some better than others, who rise or fall on the challenges they meet.

When you live in Mexico, your houses all have names.

Ted Cruz is trying to have a one-on-one debate with Donald Trump.

Nusrat is one of the greatest singers of our time. When his singing takes off, his voice embodies soulfulness and sprituality like no other.

I guess we all have a little vaunting itch for immortality, I guess that must be it.

When an arguer argues dispassionately he thinks only of the argument.