Sometimes he felt like a victim constantly revived in order to suffer more.
Well, it’s such an adventure we shall talk about it forever!
The young are self-satisfied really and utterly ruthless.
I am not a very nice character. You must get to know me some time.
Her short straight oily hair, a lustrous black, sat like a cropped wig about her pale rather waxen Jewish face.
Look Moy, see the chimneys, they’ve lit all the fires, they must have known we were going to try to drown ourselves. And Anax is running on ahead to bring the news.
Henry’s joy left him abruptly and he began anxiously to think about himself.
But her heart was hurting her with its violence.
What a mystery a marriage was. What a strange and violent world, the world of matrimony. I was glad to be outside it. The idea of it filled me with a sort of queasy pity.
Coming events do cast shadows.
And could it be true without other awful things being true as well?
She had the instinctive generosity of the thoroughly lucky person.
I think one should pay so much attention to technique, don’t you? Like learning to draw before you paint.
Can one, in such a self-portrait, omit something which affected one’s whole being and which one has thought of every day of one’s life? ‘Every day’ exaggerates, but not much. I do not need to ‘recall’ Hartley, she is here. She is my end and my beginning, she is alpha and omega.
The past is gone, it doesn’t exist any more.
Where do they come from, these tears?
Ordinary consciousness simply becomes pain.
I remained, leaning a little on her shoulder, my cheek touching her crown of golden hair. It was fading into grey. One day, without having noticed the transition, I would see that it was gold no longer.
Her curving Jewish mouth, with its natural red against the yellow tinge of the skin, was fixed in a stiff smile, while the hand moved and moved. She looked very tired.
Yes of course I was in love with my own youth. Aunt Estelle? Not really. Who is one’s first love?