Quotes from Kenneth Lillington

I'm afraid that most people cry more tears over their own affairs than over other people's massacres. Like, over broken love affairs. Or even toothache.

If you yourself paint or write poetry perhaps, you'll know how it feels to want to produce something ad be frustrated; your mind sulks like the air before a thunderstorm.

As for the village of Newfield itself, it was picture-book, the sort of place that American millionaires would like to transport, stone by stone, back to the States.