I have never been able to read Agatha Christie - the pleasure is purely in the puzzle, and the reader is toyed with by someone who didn't decide herself who the killer was until the end of the writing.
I worry about anthropomorphism as a form of self-deception. (The Christian religion is an anthropomorphic account of the universe.)
Cyclists. I really hate them. I wish they would not be so self-righteous and realise they are a danger to pedestrians. I wish cyclists would not vindictively snap off wing mirrors on cars when they were trying to cross in front of the car at a danger to motorists and pedestrians.
Autobiographies tell more lies than all but the most self-indulgent fiction .
I'm not very interested in myself. I do have a deep moral belief that you should always look out at other things and not be self-centred.
I have a dreadful fear that the more you try to prevent revealing the self, the more you do.