When in danger or in doubt$$$ run in circles$$$ scream and shout.

Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall.

I am an anarchist$$$ like any other sensible person.

There's a fine line between support and stalking and lets all stay on the right side of that.

It's all right$$$ I want to say to the students who write to me$$$ for things to be what they appear to be$$$ and for words to mean what they say. It's all right$$$ too$$$ for words and appearances to mean more than one thing--ambiguity is a fact of life.

it seemed that young people$$$ despite their fundamental decency$$$ now had to buy into a mind-set which made viciousness and treachery come easy.

Security sets a premium on feebleness.

I perceived with a sudden novel vividness the extraordinary folly of everything I had ever done.

What was needed now was not bravery$$$ but circumspection.

Was there$$$ after all$$$ ever any green door in the wall at all?