TAYLOR CALDWELL

Though I am a Catholic, a professing one, I have serious doubts about the survival of the human personality after death.

My relatives used to laugh when I talked of being a writer.

I am deeply convinced that happiness does not exist in this world.

I will ge glad to have done with this life forever.

If genetic memory or racial memory persists, is it possible that individual memory also exists from previous lives?

Money? I lost all taste for it.

I wanted to acquire an education, work extremely hard and never deviate from my goal, to make it.

I will know him by his eyes.

It is human nature to instinctively rebel at obscurity or ordinariness.

I have been the victim of heartless malice.

Even the most malignant gods would not continue to inflict life upon humanity, time without end.

I never deviated from my grim determination to someday have all the money I needed and wanted.

I have anonymously helped many thousands.

Don't let the past steal your present. This is the message of Christmas: We are never alone.

Giving a phenomenon a label does not explain it.

Character, I am sure, lies in the genes.

One of my grandsons used to insist, when he was only 3 or 4, that he had been born and had lived in India.

I am the skeptic of skeptics.

I converse with my dog through ESP.

Obscurity can be a fire of ambition in those who have stalwart souls.

I'm not that interested in people.

My literary success meant nothing to me.

I gratefully look forward to oblivion, but I must be sure of it.

I have had four happy days in my life, and three of them turned out to be illusions.

I often reread books I have written.