I know you have it in you, Guy," Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy.

This is what I like, sitting at a table and watching people go by. It does something to your outlook on life. The Anglo-Saxons make a great mistake not staring at people from a sidewalk table.

How easy it was to lie when one had to lie!

The conversation seemed just as boring and forgettable as details of American history around 1805, for example.

I don't want to know movie directors. I don't want to be close to them. I don't want to interfere with their work. I don't want them to interfere with mine.

I know you have it in you, Guy," Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy.

They were not friends. They didn't know each other. It struck Tom like a horrible truth, true for all time, true for the people he had known in the past and for those he would know in the future: each had stood and would stand before him, and he would know time and time again that he would never know them, and the worst was that there would always be the illusion, for a time, that he did know them, and that he and they were completely in harmony and alike. For an instant the wordless shock of his realization seemed more than he could bear.