As a test of the closeness of your relationship with the world, sex could never be a patch on being murdered. (That's when someone really does risk his life for you.)

As a test of the closeness of your relationship with the world, sex could never be a patch on being murdered. (That's when someone really does risk his life for you.)

I never miss England.

I had a friend who had two degrees of being made up: when invited I would say 'Can I make up?' and he would say 'Oh yes - tinted?', or he would say, 'Oh yes - clotted?'

Most men when they make up their faces, the makeup stands forward, and their faces are behind.

The British do not expect happiness. I had the impression, all the time that I lived there, that they do not want to be happy; they want to be right.

England is very dreary, but I'm a people person.