But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there.

How lazily the sun goes down in Granada, it hides beneath the water, it conceals in the Alhambra!

The better the writers the less they will speak about what they have written themselves.

Now a writer can make himself a nice career while he is alive by espousing a political cause, working for it, making a profession of believing in it, and if it wins he will be very well placed. All politics is a matter of working hard without reward, or with a living wage for a time, in the hope of booty later. A man can be a Fascist or a Communist and if his outfit gets in he can get to be an ambassador or have a million copies of his books printed by the Government or any of the other rewards the boys dream about.

You’re my religion. You’re all I’ve got.

And this was the price you paid for sleeping together.

He saw the girl watching him and he smiled at her. It was an old smile that he had been using for fifty years, ever since he first smiled.