I always expect people to behave much better than I do. When they actually behave worse, I am frankly incredulous.

I always expect people to behave much better than I do. When they actually behave worse, I am frankly incredulous.

What’s the use of remembering anything? If it was unpleasant it was unpleasant and if it was pleasant it’s over.

The vehemence of my moral indignation surprised me. Was I beginning to have standards and principles, and, oh dear, scruples? What were they, and what would I do with them, and how much were they going to get in my way?

Oh, Teddy, darling, thank you, thank you, for restoring my cynicism. I was too young to lose it.

That's my answer to the question what is your strongest emotion, if you ever want to ask me: Curiosity, old bean. Curiosity every time.

... I was merely a disinterested spectator at the Banquet of Life.