Self-love Seems So Often Unrequited.

[t]here Is No Greater Sign Of Innate Misery Than A Love Of Teasing.

When People Really Hate One Another, The Tension Within Them Can Sometimes Make Itself Felt Throughout A Room, Like Atmospheric Waves, First Hot, Then Cold, Wafted Backwards And Forwards As If In An Invisible Process Of Air Conditioning, Creating A Pervasive Physical Disturbance.

Parents. . . Are Sometimes A Bit Of A Disappointment To Their Children. They Don't Fulfil The Promise Of Their Early Years.

One Of The Worst Things About Life Is Not How Nasty The Nasty People Are. You Know That Already. It Is How Nasty The Nice People Can Be.

Writing Is Above All A Question Of Instinct.