I Do Not Believe In Belief.

Oxford Is Oxford: Not A Mere Receptacle For Youth, Like Cambridge. Perhaps It Wants Its Inmates To Love It Rather Than To Love One Another.

Beauty Ought To Look A Little Surprised: It Is The Emotion That Best Suits Her Face. The Beauty Who Does Not Look Surprised, Who Accepts Her Position As Her Due - She Reminds Us Too Much Of A Prima Donna.

Freedom Does Not Guarantee Masterpieces.

The Bully And His Victim Never Quite Forget Their First Relations.

I Have Almost Completed A Long Novel, But It Is Unpublishable Until My Death And England's.