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Working 14 Hours A Day Until You're 55 And Missing Your Kids Growing Up Is Not What I Would Consider A Recipe For Happiness.

You Can't Make Sense Of The Present Unless A Part Of You Lives In The Past.

It's When You've Stopped Writing And Are Doing Other Things, Especially When You're Asleep, That The Real Work Is Done.

For Me, As I Suspect For Most People, There Comes A Point Where You Have Enough. If You've Got £20 Million, Why Keep Going Until You've Got £100 Million Or £1,000 Million? Does Anyone Need Another Vast Yacht Or Private Jet Or A House Full Of Gold?

A Book Unwritten Is A Delightful Universe Of Infinite Possibilities. Set Down One Word, However, And It Immediately Becomes Earthbound. Set Down One Sentence And It’s Halfway To Being Just Like Every Other Bloody Book That’s Ever Been Written.