Fear Is The Brother Of Hate.

Sometimes There's No Point In Giving Up.

Spray A Book With Insect Spray, Drop It In A Bag, Add Some Mothballs And Seal It. Put It In Another Bag And Seal It. Another. The Packages Piled Up On The Floor, Each A Book Sealed In Four Plastic Envelopes.

My Problem With New Writers Is That It Takes Me Five Or Six Years To Memorise The Right Names.

Hopeless Causes Are The Only Ones Worth Fighting For. The Fight For The Taxpayer Is The Most Hopeless Of Them All.

The Best Advice I Was Ever Given Was On My Twenty-first Birthday When My Father Said, Son, Here's A Million Dollars. Don't Lose It.