Imagine The Consequences Of Having The First

I Was The Subject Of An Experiment In Love. I Lived My Life Under Her Gaze, Undergoing Certain Trials For Her So That She Would Not Have To Undergo Them For Herself. But, How Are Our Certainties Forged, Except By The Sweat And Tears Of Other People? If Your Parents Don't Teach You How To Live; You Learn It From Books; And Clever People Watch You Learn From Your Mistakes.

Hindsight Is The Historian's Necessary Vice.

I'm A Very Organised And Rational And Linear Thinker And You Have To Stop All That To Write A Novel.

I Didn't Cry Much After I Was 35, But Staggered Stony-faced Into Middle Age, A Handkerchief Still In My Bag Just In Case.

[t]he Heart Is Like Any Other Organ, You Can Weigh It On A Scale.