I Still Don't Belong To Anyone -

Any Criticism Of Thatcher Throws A Dangerously Absurd Light On The Entire Machinery Of British Politics. Thatcher's Name Must Be Protected, Not Because Of All The Wrong That She Had Done, But Because The People Around Her Allowed Her To Do It.

I Have An Unswayable Obsession With Death. If There Was A Magical Pill That One Could Take That Would Retire You From The World, I Would Take It.

Now I Know How Joan Of Arc Felt.

The Fascinating Thing About Human Beings Is That They Don't Last, And Everything Eventuates, And Everything Is Very, Very Brief. And Even If You Do Manage To Look Reasonably Well As You Age, Unfortunately You Are Attacked At Every Level By Illness And So Forth. It's A Fact Of Life.

Whenever I’d Over­hear How People Found Me To Be ‘a Bit Much’ (which Is The Gentle Way Of Say­ing The Word ‘unbear­able’), I Under­stood Why. To Myself I Would Say: Well, Yes Of Course I’m A Bit Much — If I Weren’t, I Would Not Be Lit Up By So Many Lights.