The Essence Of Romantic Love

The Evening Passes Somehow; I Watch Television With Nancy, Or I Write. It Is Difficult, Not Having A Family, And It Is Difficult To Explain. I Always Go To Bed Early. And I Am Always Ready For Monday Morning, That Time That Other People Dread.

It Is Best To Marry For Purely Selfish Reasons.

For Once A Thing Is Known, It Can Never Be Unknown. It Can Only Be Forgotten.

I Was Brought Up Among The Sort Of Self-important Women Who Had A Husband As One Has An Alibi.

A Man Of Such Obvious And Exemplary Charm Must Be A Liar.