I never do enjoy my breaks, long or short...I look forward to them intensely, but as soon as they begin, I can feel them starting to end. I feel the temporariness of my freedom, and find it hard to concentrate on anything other than the sensation of it trickling away.

Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.

I'd laugh, only my stupid lizard brain has disabled the laugh button for now. I'm too frozen up with tension.

I am owed so much laughter. Sometimes I hope I'm building up a stockpile of missing laughs, and when I've recovered, they'll all come exploding out in one gigantic fit that last twenty-four hours.

Whoever has learned to be anxious in the right way has learned the ultimate.

Cambridge is heaven, I am convinced it is the nicest place in the world to live. As you walk round, most people look incredibly bright, as if they are probably off to win a Nobel prize.

Agatha Christie's writing is incredibly skillful because her books are incredibly intellectually puzzling and challenging.