Children Of Course Are Monstrously Conventional, Repelled

The Story Fails But Your Faith In The Importance Of Doing The Story Doesn't Fail.

I Began To Understand That There Were Certain Talkers - Certain Girls - Whom People Liked To Listen To, Not Because Of What They, The Girls, Had To Say, But Because Of The Delight They Took In Saying It. A Delight In Themselves, A Shine On Their Faces, A Conviction That Whatever They Were Telling About Was Remarkable And That They Themselves Could Not Help But Give Pleasure. There Might Be Other People - People Like Me - Who Didn't Concede This, But That Was Their Loss. And People Like Me Would Never Be The Audience These Girls Were After, Anyway.

Love Removes The World For You, And Just As Surely When It's Going Well As When It's Going Badly.

Few People, Very Few, Have A Treasure, And If You Do You Must Hang Onto It. You Must Not Let Yourself Be Waylaid, And Have It Taken From You.

Why Is It A Surprise To Find That People Other Than Ourselves Are Able To Tell Lies?