We have very primitive emotions,” he said . “It's impossible not to be competitive. Spoils everything, though.

But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.

All the contact I have had with politics has left me feeling as though I had been drinking out of spitoons.

Not the why but the what.

If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.

Rereading places you at the point where it has to go on, knowing it is as good as you can get it up to there. There is always juice somewhere.

I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there.