The names for things don't come first. Words stagger after, hopelessly trying to become the sensation.
It's no trick loving somebody at their best. Love is loving them at their worst.
We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.
Your opinions are your symptoms.
Well I believe in the desirability of an optimal society.
The House of Lords, an illusion to which I have never been able to subscribe - responsibility without power, the prerogative of the eunuch throughout the ages.