My life really has been one long extravaganza.
I never cared who scored the goal, or which side won the silver cup. I never learned to bat or bowl; but I heard the curtain going up.
Madame Bovary is the sexiest book imaginable. The woman's virtually a nyphomaniac but you won't find a vulgar word in the entire thing.
I write at high speed because boredom is bad for my health.
But why, oh why, do the wrong people travel, when the right people stay at home?
He must have been an incredibly good shot.