Of what value after all is a power which one could never use, or at any rate did not know how to use?
But the tomorrow upon which I was to make my decision never, in the form in which I had envisaged it, arrived.
I’d like to to know what it is he’s after, I mean, is it an experience or a thought, is it something you’d put in a book, or die for, or die of?
I think Otto will be rather relieved to be certain that you know. He doesn’t enjoy deception.” I choose the words carefully. “He hasn’t the least objection to deception. He just doesn’t like the process of being found out. It’s bad for his nerves.
Yes, my mother was on about Byron. But who wants to be like Byron? I despise him.
You can go now. There’s nothing more to learn. I am poured out and empty. Good night.
She had inhibited her sympathy, one genuine sympathetic impulse would have ruined her.
Of course Paula had revealed her trouble to no one. She preserved it in her private heart like the awful bloody arcana of a mystical religion.
I’m as lonely as a lunatic.
Time had never been visible to him before.
So. The door was open into the dark and he had but to walk through it.
Oh if only only only we could be happy and ordinary like other people.
And what an intense heavenly blue the sea is, not a dark blue at all, but like a cauldron of light.
Ludens was continually aware of his father’s distress.
Village life can be terribly unpeaceful!
He saw moving pictures. It was not quite like remembering.
He could go back and take her in his arms. If only he knew how to do this. But they had lost the language of their affections, they had lost the style.
For a while everything became too terrible, one could scarcely bear to be conscious.
He must play the game of survival until the very end.
I love you, I want you, I’d die for you –.