Discretion is the polite word for hypocrisy.
I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.
As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me.
Men, all men, were always trying to get hold of me, you know.
We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave.
I have always been free with my love - it is my nature. I am easily captivated by men and they have always been attracted to me.