I Wasn't Convinced A Shop

Italians Are Never Punctual; The Café, The Convenient Place To Wait, Absolves Them From That. There Is No Question Of Hanging About, No Looking Lost And Unwanted Or Even Disreputable, As There Is In Hotel Lobbies Or The Foyers Of Restaurants. One Just Sits And Enjoys The Scene, And Waits.

The Tragedy Is Not That Love Doesn't Last. The Tragedy Is The Love That Lasts.

In England, Life Is A Long Process Of Composing Oneself.

Madness Might Sometimes Give Access To A Kind Of Knowledge. But Was Not A Guarantee.

I Have A Superstition That If I Talk About Plot, It's Like Letting Sand Out Of A Hole In The Bottom Of A Bag.