... it seemed an awful waste that we weren't in love with each other.
Dodie SmithIt is odd how different a house feels when one is alone in it.
Dodie SmithThere's nothing more, except that I usually sit down until the flames die down and try to think myself back into the past.
Dodie Smith...surely I could give him--a sort of contentment...
That isn't enough to give. Not for the giver.
It was a rather dreadful thought but somehow comforting.
Dodie Smith... then we danced the tune through again, without saying one word - indeed, we never spoke all the time we were dancing. I can't remember that I even thought. I seemed to move with a pleasure that was mindless.
Dodie Smith... deep down, in some vague, mixed way I had been letting myself hope that he didn't really care for her, that it was me he loved and that kissing me would have made him realise it...
Dodie Smith... And they are like a drug, one needs them oftener and oftener and has to make them more and more exciting - until at last one's imagination won't work at all.
Dodie SmithTags: i-capture-the-castle
And though I cannot honestly say I would ever turn my back on any luxury that I could come by, I do feel there is something a bit wrong in it. Perhaps that makes it all the more enjoyable.
Dodie Smith... but it is always dreadful when the pictures in front of one's eyes become meaningless and the real word is there instead and seems meaningless, too.
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