I'm sure Proust was a big bore.
Gasping for breath, the body still battling for life.
Some prisons don't allow guitar because the strings can be detached and used as weapons.
But mostly they were lies I told; it wasn't my fault, I couldn't remember, because it was as though I'd been to one of those supernatural castles visited by characters in legends: once away, you do not remember, all that is left is the ghostly echo of haunting wonder.
I'd met Sharon Tate at the Cannes Film Festival.
Most people who become suddenly famous overnight will find that they lose practically eighty percent of their friends. Your old friends just can't stand it for some reason.