We're all like children. We may think we grow up, but to me, being grown up is death, stopping thinking, trying to find out things, going on learning.

They may turn out to be a great disappointment, or perhaps they may be full of enchanting surprises.

That image of the countryside being a threatening place still exists. People continue to resist the challenge of learning about aspects of life they don't understand.

Twenty years ago, I was living in a lovely cottage on the edge of Dartmoor but I couldn't afford to run a car.

Unimaginative people are spared quite a lot. They're often much happier, because they don't go through all the variety of conceptions of the person they love.

I always read that men don't like intelligent girls, but I've always found the reverse.

People try much less hard to make a marriage work than they used to fifty years ago. Divorce is easier.

Rebecca is an example of how not to manage men. The rules of the game never change, it requires subtlety.

I was sent to a finishing school, which didn't last long when mother found out how badly chaperoned we were. Then I 'came out' before going to a domestic science school.

Unimaginative people are spared quite a lot.

I have a garden, and I'm passionately interested in young people.

Every violent storm will eventually give way to sunshine

Whatever your beliefs are, you do not have to justify them to others.

A photograph is just a tiny slice of a subject. A piece of them in a moment. It seems presumptuous to think you can get more than that.

You don't comb the mirror, you comb your own hair and the mirror changes.

A computer chatted to itself in alarm as it noticed an airlock open and close itself for no apparent reason. This was because Reason was in fact out to lunch.

Up at the crank of dawn.

Peace is so beneficial that the word itself is pleasant to hear.

What they say about a breakthrough is completely an illusion. They are sending their warplanes to fly very low in order to have vibrations on these sacred places.

Keep what you have got; the known evil is best. [Lat., Habeas ut nactus; nota mala res optima est.]

The only evil that associates itself with mushrooms is taking too little.