That's A Bit Like Asking A Man

I Turned Down A Knighthood. It Would Be Like Having To Wear A Suit Every Day Of Your Life.

Life Is Rather Like A Tin Of Sardines - We're All Of Us Looking For The Key.

It Was The Kind Of Library He Had Only Read About In Books.

The Appeal Of Reading, She Thought, Lay In Its Indifference: There Was Something Undeferring About Literature. Books Did Not Care Who Was Reading Them Or Whether One Read Them Or Not. All Readers Were Equal, Herself Included. Literature, She Thought, Is A Commonwealth; Letters A Republic.

I Dont Know Whether You've Ever Looked Into A Miner's Eyes For Any Length Of Time, That Is. Because It Is The Loveliest Blue You've Ever Seen. I Think Perhaps That's Why I Live In Ibiza, Because The Blue Of The Mediterranean, You See, Reminds Me Of The Blue Of The Eyes Of Those Doncaster Miners.