Everything tender and melancholy - as life is sometimes, just for one moment.
It's so easy to make a person who hasn't got anything seem wrong.
I've been so ridiculous all my life that a little bit more or a little bit less hardly matters now.
Life if curious when reduced to its essentials
I am the only real truth I know.
When he talked his eyes went away from mine and then he forced himself to look straight at me and he began to explain and I knew that he felt very strange with me and that he hated me, and it was funny sitting there and talking like that, knowing he hated me.