Lover's Words: “how Beautiful You Are, Now

Do Let Him Read The Papers. But Not While You Accusingly Tiptoe Around The Room, Or Perch Much Like A Silent Bird Of Prey On The Edge Of Your Most Uncomfortable Chair. (he Will Read Them Anyway, And He Should Read Them, So Let Him Choose His Own Good Time.) Don't Make A Big Exit. Just Go. But Kiss Him Quickly, Before You Go, Otherwise He Might Think You Are Angry; He Is Used To Suspecting He Is Doing Something Wrong.

The Germans And I No Longer Speak The Same Language.

Morocco: Looks Better In Films.

It Is My Private Life Which No One Knows Anything About, Nor Ever Will. It Needs More Than Half My Time If It Is To Be A Success.

Until They Come To See Us From Their Planet, I Wait Patiently. I Hear Them Saying: Don't Call Us, We'll Call You.