 A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not. |
| Nobody gets a nervous breakdown or a heart attack from selling kerosene to gentle country folk from the back of a tanker in Somerset. |
| I shot down some German planes and I got shot down myself, crashing in a burst of flames and crawling out, getting rescued by brave soldiers. |
| My father was a Norwegian who came from a small town near Oslo. He broke his arm at the elbow when he was 14, and they amputated it. |
| Pear Drops were exciting because they had a dangerous taste. All of us were warned against eating them, and the result was that we ate them more than ever. |
| A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men. |
| When I was 2, we moved into an imposing country mansion 8 miles west of Cardiff, Wales. |
| The writer has to force himself to work. He has to make his own hours and if he doesn't go to his desk at all there is nobody to scold him. |
| The Bristol Channel was always my guide, and I was always able to draw an imaginary line from my bed to our house over in Wales. It was a great comfort. |
| Did they preach one thing and practice another, these men of God? |
| To shipbrokers, coal was black gold. |
| Pain was something we were expected to endure. But I doubt very much if you would be entirely happy today if a doctor threw a towel in your face and jumped on you with a knife. |
| All Norwegian children learn to swim when they are very young because if you can't swim it is difficult to find a place to bathe. |
| The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it. |
| I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and very little original thinking to do. |
| A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. |
| Two hours of writing fiction leaves this writer completely drained. For those two hours he has been in a different place with totally different people. |
| When I walked to school in the mornings I would start out alone but would pick up four other boys along the way. We would set out together after school across the village green. |
| An autobiography is a book a person writes about his own life and it is usually full of all sorts of boring details. |
| Unless you have been to boarding-school when you are very young, it is absolutely impossible to appreciate the delights of living at home. |
