If you can't return a favor, pass it on.

Remember that what you have is unique because it's your own special way of looking at the world.

When I was a child and teenager I read whenever I had the opportunity, but since then I've found it hard to read as much as I'd like, children, work, and pets all providing powerful incentives to escape into a book and a practical reason why I rarely do so.

When dad told me Mr Steptoe had passed away, I broke down.

Then I obviously didn't understand what it all meant, but I do now.

The young women in my classes are feisty and clever and believe, often with the passion of youthful optimism, that feminism is a battle already won. I worry for them - and for my daughters, too.

Insanity is a very high art form. If everyone was insane, I wouldn't be here!

In reality art is always for everyone and for no one.

Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.

Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

There's beauty in pain, and everyone experiences it - and it's a lesson.

I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired.