Does the real thing ever have the perfection of a stage performance?

When you find that people are not telling you the truth---look out!

It's a mystery to me how anyone ever gets any nourishment in this place. They must eat their meals standing up by the window so as to be sure of not missing anything.

How often have I not heard a perfectly intelligent female says, in the tone of one clinching an argument, 'Edgar says -- ' And all the time you are perfectly aware that Edgar is a perfect fool.

Everything must be taken into account. If the fact will not fit the theory---let the theory go.

It's like all those quiet people, when they do lose their tempers they lose them with a vengeance.

I live now on borrowed time, waiting in the anteroom for the summons that will inevitably come. And then - I go on to the next thing, whatever it is. One doesn't, luckily, have to bother about that.