The kiss became the narrowed center of the still point of the turning world, so that even the park was turning in comparison to the still peace at their lips.

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.

one blow in anger [would] kill, probably, a child from aged two to eight. Those over eight would take two blows to kill.

Anticipation! It occurred to him that his anticipation was more pleasant to him than the experiencing.

What was it to love someone, what was love exactly, and why did it end or not end? Those were the real questions, and who could answer them?

Honestly, I don't understand why people get so worked up about a little murder!

I was in New York. Hitchcock was in California. He rang me to make a report on his progress and said, I'm having trouble. I've just sacked my second screenwriter