Agatha Christie: I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thin

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn't come from a store.

I will fight for the primacy of man over the individual.

Errors are not in the art but in the artificers.

The unnamed should not be mistaken for the nonexistent.

Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions.