It was too late - everything was too late. For years now he had dreamed the world away, basing his decisions upon emotions unstable as water.

I want you to take a red-hot bath as hot as you can bear it, and just relax your nerves. You can read in the tub if you wish.

What a wonderful song, she thought-everything was wonderful tonight, most of all this romantic scene in the den with their hands clinging and the inevitable looming charmingly close. The future vista of her life seemed an unending succession of scenes like this: under moonlight and pale starlight, and in the backs of warm limousines and in low cosy roadsters stopped under sheltering trees-only the boy might change, and this one was so nice.

So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.

Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people's lives.

Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.

She looked at me and laughed pointlessly. Then she flounced over to the dog, kissed it with ecstasy, and swept into the kitchen, implying that a dozen chefs awaited her orders there.